Gypsy soul, born for leaving, yadda yadda yadda (contd.)

I'm finally a little rested up. And I'm thinking that my mind is in a good place. Actually, that's partially true because even though I was finally able to fall asleep, I did so on the living room couch which then resulted in me being woken up by my stupid bitch roommate and her douche bag abusive boyfriend hustling in and out of the apartment. As you could tell, I really don't like either of them. The funny thing about it though, is that my roommate and I were best friends at one time. Or so I thought. I guess when I think about it now, she was never invested in the friendship like my other two roommates were/are. I'm still fairly close with the other two. But this one, she really irks me. I usually don't let people get under my skin, but she sure has a way of making me feel really fucking uncomfortable. But she's a whole other story and I don't feel like getting into her bullshit, so we'll save that for a different time, or no time. So more about me? Well, I don't like long walks on the beach with someone special unless it's my baby cousin, Khloe. That girl is my entire world. I don't think I've ever loved another human being as much as I love her (except for my parents, of course). Khloe came at the perfect time. A year after my mother had passed away, and a month after my ex-boyfriend (yes, I referred to him as something other than "the boy from my daydream". I'm in too good of a mood to be indifferent to him today.), broke up. Not to mention she was born two days after I had found out that my boyfriend of two years had been cheating on me for months and was dating the fat slut just 3 weeks after we (he) had ended things. Yeah, Khloe is perfect. She turned my world around and put it right side up after it had been turned upside down. I love her like she's my own, and to be honest (p.s. I hate that TBH shit on FB, so if any of you hate it too, I'm sorry for using it here.) she pretty much was my own for the first 6 months of her life. I was a live-in nanny to her while my aunt was at work, and also when my lazy aunt was home from work. I don't mind it though, that girl has the power to make everything feel so right in my world. I literally get depressed if I don't see her for a while. Anyways, I could go on for days about this girl, but I'll stop. So moving on to some more things about me. I don't like commitment. At all. In fact, I get freaked out any time a guy texts me for more than 3 consecutive days because I feel like he's getting attached. Crazy, right? I know. It's just how my brain has conditioned me to be. Thanks to the two assholes I put every ounce of effort I had in, I am now one of those cold bitches who would rather get hers and leave than worry about where a guy's from and if he has a Facebook. I don't appreciate a guy staying in my bed after we've just got done doing the deed and I really do not tolerate any cuddling. I get annoyed easily when I am constantly asked to go on a date or even when I am constantly asked how I'm doing or what I'm up to. I didn't used to be this way. I used to be that clingy, easily and very attached, down for anything, walked all over girl. I used to "love". Basically I was just a bunch of bullshit like my roommate. I'm not saying I wouldn't let someone in. But for now, I just don't see it happening any time soon. I suppose I just need to find someone I can click with right away. But don't get it twisted, I'm not looking. I love watching Motocross. My ex was an MX racer and he pretty much introduced me to the sport. I'm a cluts on a bike, but I do love me some boys in gear with more power between their legs than I've ever had. I looooove my family and doing family things. Another weird thing, I love my ex-boyfriend's family too. They're pretty much my own family, in the fact that they take my side over my ex's any day and they hate his new girlfriend just as much as I do. Yeah, it's great to be liked by the family, I'd definitely hate to not be in good with them. Maybe I'll ask the fat slut how much of a bitch it feels like to not be allowed at her boyfriend's family gatherings when his ex girlfriend is. :) Yeah, I'm a bitch about it. I love summer. It's my season. This summer, I turn 21, so I'm more pumped for it than ever. I can finally get shit faced at a bar instead of at someone's house, but I know I'll miss the house parties too. I love all kinds of music, except for that old country western and classical shit. I'm not big on TV, but the TV I do watch is definitely dramatic like my life. I love to workout, the only problem is that I'm a lazy motherfucker and it's hard to motivate myself to do so. Mmm, I'm definitely not quiet. I am outgoing and LOVE meeting new people. I love to write, even if I'm not so good at it. There's really a lot to me, but this post is getting ridiculously long. So I guess, comment if you're interested enough to know more about me.