I am a contradiction.
I am an activist; I am gluttonous.
I am a lover; I am a fighter.
I am an enthusiast; I am boring.
I am a mother; I am a student.
I am passionate; I am lazy.
I am messy; I am organized.
I prefer to read; I watch too much television.
I despise new-aged-lingo; I say “BTDubz” (btw; by the way).
I believe that ignorance is bliss; I believe even more that knowledge is power.
I am human.
I am bisexual and I have had an abortion. I feel very strongly about eliminating gender stereotypes. I have a mental health disorder. I have the “why can’t we all just get along” mindset, but I can also be extremely negative. I am an addict. I have come a long way. I am not religious but I am a good person. I am at peace with myself and I care about others.
I am extremely opinionated and do not apologize for speaking the truth. If you don’t want to hear about the possibility of a tampon stuck in my whoo-ha, leave now. I’ve also found out that people sometimes find me funny, so I’m making more feeble attempts at humorous posts. They tend to just say “fuck” a lot.