Not sure why I am adding this page cause I do not have a fucking clue most of the time.
I can tell you what I don't like: peas & corn, people, change, country music, being cold, reality, bugs, scooters
There are some things I do like: lists, fantasy, TV, Books, broccoli, tinsel, and all things sparkly..
Doesn't tell you much huh...well to start with I come from seriously dydfunctional, faux catholic family grew up in rural NSW...there was dirt and not much else. Living the middle class aussie fairytale bah. Well that's what my mother would have like you to believe the proverbial white picket fence but when the doors were closed and shades drawn,. It was violence, deceit, alcohol, betray, expectations generally just terror. Result moi one adult female with some fairly quirky emotional baggage. Yea Me
I not a big fan of commitment to anyone or anything really. I have tripped and traipsed arond Australia and the world and the only real relics I have taken away from it are probably postcards (I love a post card) . The past nine years have been the most settled one city one relationship....and where has that gotten me? Someone said love is an engraved invitation to grief...well that one is true.
Other humans freak me out, all their needs and expectations never knowing what it is they want or are thinking...I can do the seduction well but afterwards ...it well difficult is the polite word for it. Doesn't matter whether they are friends, family, colleagues or lovers they all drive me a wee bit nutty. Like new toys the initial attraction kind wears off rather quickly.
Despite this annoying defect I have somehow concocted a family of sorts (not a drop of DNA here), each one of them is kinda odd in one way or another all divinely bought into my orbit somehow. While they are no Brady Bunch they are my anchor to my life...teaching me, inspiring me and for some reason loving me. They are how I know I am blessed.
I live with a disease, chronic you may say but for the past decade held at bay with the 12 step philosophy ...yep you got it...addict, some may say junkie. Now that was an adventure and then some but as I said about to collect my 10 year gold star...not a substance in sight.
Reality is always too abrasive for this tender soul....I have many inventive methods of coping with this little life nasty....there is a constant Happy Place to go to.
Don't think for a moment what you see is what you get...this is a grave mistake...
In summary I am not tall nor am I short...I do not have anger issues just most people are morons...I am not strong though I am very stubborn...I say yes but I really mean NO!....Not wise simply insane....do I want to know you - only for a little while....way to independent....Do I know my purpose in this life, I might say to suffer (oh woe is me) the reality is I don't have a clue..................so keep on learning
