Damaged Love

Dawn

Throughout highschool and until my sophomore year in college, no one noticed I even existed and boy did I love it. I hated people and still do, maybe it's because I was abused by all of my foster parents. I gave scars on my wrists from attempting suicide and I was raped countless times from when I was 5 until I was 15. When I turned 15 I left the foster parents and slept over at my friends house until I turned 18, then I rented a house during senior year of highschool. I wasn't stupid either so I got a scholarship to UNR, University of Nevada, Reno. I live in an off campus apartment on my own. As you can probably tell I'm not a people person. I have trust issues but can you really blame me? I'm not a very approachable person. I've never had a boyfriend and in highschool I had one friend. Now that I'm in college I have no friends. Not that it's a problem. All the girls are fake skanks and the guys are douchewads anyway. That's my background, no sibling, shitty parents, orphan, trust issues, the usual. Did I mention I have panic attacks quite a bit. Now that my metal issues are out for everyone to know let's talk about physical features. Tall, about 6 foot nothing. Hair down to my hips, died black and blue, my natural color is blonde but I hate my blonde hair so I died it. Blue eyes, and I'm pretty skinny I have a little fat but not lots. I girl like me is quiet I stick to my own business and I mostly just listen to my music. I go to every class I have perfect grades I never get in trouble but I smoke cigarettes on a daily basis, I cuss, I ride a motorcycle, leather jackets and jeans, combat boots. Not a girly girl, you could consider me somewhat of a rebel but that role is taken.