KnastyBeeGnar

my name is kasey b. and i'm skinny, awkward, and incredibily sassy. i often feel like a stranger in my own skin. i feel as though i will never fit in, and never find one single person that i can relate to entirely. i reside in my own mind 95% of the time, and i'd rather not share my feelings and or emotions with anyone. i am too imaginative for my own good, and i fear that i will forever be a child trapped in this semi-adult body. i dwell in the past and run from the future. i have issues with trust and i often compensate lust for love, or more so often refuse love altogether. i have no hope for the human race and their ability to ever do anything right. i feel doomed, yet content. i'm not depressed like the majority of twenty-something single mothers with no money, no job, and no life. i find joy in the simple things. i like working with my hands; drawing, painting, sewing etc., and i cannot function properly without having a constant soundtrack to my everday life. i know i'm a little crazy, a little gnar, and complicated as fuck, but to be honest, i could care less if it inconveniences anyone because i'm not here for you, i'm here for me, and i don't give a rats ass if i offend. aside from all that nonsense, i'm also a mom. first and foremost. i'm not yr standard mom, i'm unorthodox, and completely radical in my parenting methods. nevertheless, my daughter is happy, and smarter than any 2 year-old i have met to date. people love to hate me, judge and rate me, tear me apart, break my heart, up and leave me, not believe me... it's whatever, cause people care about me more than i care about them.
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