Ok so I figured why not tell my hand full of followers my life story (not life they’re going to read it but whatever).
My name is Morgan, 20 years old.
I am crazy and unpredictable.
I drive like an ass hole.I speed like i drive a sports car but in reality I drive a 2013 Scion TC. I have been in 4 accidents in this car, none of them were bad just me not paying attention. Backed into my ex boyfriends car!!!
I love talking about sex, but I have only been with 4 guys. The first I think he is gay now (it wasn’t me), second was a virgin and a little bitch, third was the love of my life (tell you more later), fourth 25 and sucked!
My one love and probably will stick with me for a long time. He is over a year younger than me I met him when I was in high school. He was the cutest, he came up to me in person and asked for my number and then a few days later he asked me to prom. We never talked before this and we started dating 5 days after we started talking and he told me he loved me 3 days in. I knew that I loved him and its crazy but for some reason I did. We had problems with communication, he would never ever text or call me and if he did it was at l least 3 hours apart. He also lied to me constantly about smoking. In the end after 8 months he chose to be a stoner than be with me. He broke me
After my heartbreak I did not recover. I became depressed and food comforted me. I dropped my friends and became fat. I gained 25 pounds and that did not help my depression.
Few months later I got a reality check and got my shit back together. Got my friends back and was happy again.
Then something crazy happened, a year and a half after he broke my heart he texted me and told me he missed me. So yea obviously I am still stuck on him. I gave him a chance. We dated for a month, he told me he loves me and all that. But I still wasn’t put first ever. His stoner friends were still his life. So I ended it. I know that there will always be something between us but we just aren’t meant to be till he decides he wants to grow up.
I have a handful of friends. That is all I need, just a few. I love them more than anything and i would do anything for them.
I guess we can talk about college now. I am awful at this shit. Its a waste of money, I learn nothing and just get pissed off. No one wants to teach anymore! Its just time consuming and money wasting. I hate it!!!!
Well last is my parents… my mom is not a mom she is a friend. My dad is a dick head and I do not like him. Now my grandmother is my parents! I would not know what to do with myself without this woman. She means the world to me and I do not show her the appreciation she deserves.
Well that’s me for the most part. This doesn’t really describe me per say but its what makes me who I am.
Morgan, the girl with a partially broken heart, still in love with someone who should not have my heart. Parent-less, under appreciated, accident prone, loud mouth, sassy, and excessively talks about sex.
Get to know me I might be something fun!