So here's the deal, kids. I'm a detailed person. Detailed, not complicated. It has been a heavy year. Burying a grandma and a friend, finding out my first (and only) boyfriend was cheating for half the relationship, a guy I was in love with (who was using me) knocking up a girl and having to work with both of them (all three of them?), you get the idea. After my friend's funeral I realized I really can't waste my life, I need to be living it. I want to travel the world, and decided to join the Navy. A couple months after that I learned they were just trying to fill a slot, and decided to put it on hold. Now I am moving somewhere new (a couple somewheres new) and just living life. Things are still forming, but I know how I want to live now.
I'm in Springfield now but I might move back to California eventually.
I've always wanted to see the pacific northwest and the east coast and the north and the south (pretty much everywhere, to be honest). Penpals and friends are very portable relationships.
Currently I'm layed off from my position as lead cook for one of Branson's most popular shows. (Threateningly sophisticated, I know.) I plan on finding a non-cooking job when I get to where I'm going, but if be lying if I said I didn't love food.
I'm pretty darn commitmenty. I dig the idea of matching outfits and seeing kids movies in the theatre and blanket forts. Dear Odin, the blanket forts.... Maybe one day I'll find someone to go on adventures with, backpacking and hiking and rock climbing and maybe, just maybe, who will join me in hot yoga. I get excited about having someone to share dinner and holidays with the way some people get excited about maybe hooking up with someone at the bar. Call me craycray.
I may not have what you would call an athletic body type, but I freaking love the outdoors and all things fun. I love anything to do with working out and getting my blood pumping (except running... I'm still working on that one). My friends are either working and/or taking care of their kid(s) (including and not limited to furry ones), and it's not as fun going alone. BUT I love camping, canoeing, kayaking, hiking, writing, playing in the snow, dancing, yoga, camping, finding a cozy spot and reading/writing for hours, traveling, camping, bonfires, dressing up, camping, making shit and reading shit and singing shit and fixing shit. Also camping. Probably my favorite thing is settling down after a good, long, productive day and just cuddling, chilling by a fire or in a truck bed. Blankets, candles, music, and a truck bed is a pretty quick way to get to my heart. (You better make sure you're ready for that. That's an "In Case Of Emergency" date.)
Thrift stores are probably the best things in the whole world. Don't take me to one if you want me to pay attention to you, or if you're on a tight schedule.
I have a few small tattoos and peircings. I like to wait for fate to let me know when it's time for more ink, but something is usually in my idea folder in my brain.
I have nothing against religion, but I don't take it too seriously, although Buddhism and Wicca feel most right to me. I say I'm Wiccan but that's just one of the big ones I believe in. (If that scares you, go educate yourself.) I follow my own religion. Mostly I aim to be a good person.
Number 1: Pardon my crudeness, but I can get physical love whenever I want. And I don't just want that. I'm here for friends. Respectable, loud-mouthed, slightly-insane, library-loving friends. If we are lucky enough to make it to a relationship then that's great. But I'm really not that concerned with finding someone else to chop another piece of my heart out anytime soon. I'm more concerned with building a meaningful life full of meaningful relationships (including and not limited to friends).
Number 2: If I don't reply in a timely manner I am probably busy with work or life. Don't do that annoying thing where you send five increasingly-self-depreciating messages that are intended to make me feel bad for you. (If you're really determined, find me on Instagram. queenbee_1521. I'm on there a lot more often.)
Number 3: I am curvy. Not fat, not skinny. I work out when I can, I eat mostly healthfully, I don't typically tan. When I'm hungry, I eat. When I'm mad or lazy, I work out. I am a human being, not a mannequin.
Number 4: I've been through a few things. They do shape me, but in a good way; they make me stronger. It's not baggage, it's leveling up. I am not perfect, but I am one of the most loving, caring, genuine, hard-working people you will meet. I've come to the conclusion that people like me are truly hard to find. I'm learning how to value myself again. I do not throw people away. I do not trust easily. I do not let people in on a whim. I am a fantastic person with the right treatment. From now on I am going to love myself the way I want someone else to.
To say that I have been screwed over by men would be an understatment. Now it would take nothing short of time, complete trust and familiarity, and simple pure friendship to turn me around. The man behind the curtain has been revealed too many times for me to make that mistake again. It's not impossible, I was born to love and celebrate life, but I'm an old soul that remembers wounds well. Keep that in mind when you feel like dropping some shallow, boring message. Show your depth. Tell me something real that will make me want you as a friend. I'm real.
Having said alllll of this, I will give you a tool; a piece of knowledge that will either make you the villain or the hero. I am secretly the most mushy-hearted person you may ever meet. It only takes a few taps of the hammer in the right spots to see that. And once it's out, there is almost no going back.
Also, if you willingly play with my hair for longer than a half an hour, if you love giving platonic massages, and if you love petting soft skin, I am clay in your hands.
Use it well.