I just want to say what I feel, and feel what I say. Because lately, I've been saying a whole lot of nothing and feeling even less.
I’m Katelyn. I’m 19. 5'2" and 115 pounds, but I'm a vicious little thing. Self-destructive when left alone. I hold a grudge against the world. I have a southern accent, don't let it fool you, I use it to my advantage. I laugh at inappropriate times and things and talk with my hands. I'd just assume cuss you as care for you. Dry sense of humor; stay on your toes. I’m not shy, but I don't waste my time talking if I have nothing to say. When I’m good, I’m great. When I’m bad, I’m unbearable. Most people keep their distance, and to be honest, that's probably the best idea. I have very little care or sympathy. I'm the bluntest person you will EVER meet, that's a promise.
I live in a small town, where everyone knows everything about everyone. I wait tables during 99% of my time, I need the money and the distraction. I like my bad habits, we coexist well. I’m easily amused, easily bored, and even more so easily distracted.
I have an odd taste in music and movies. I’m introverted and introspective. If I’m upset, you probably won’t realize it until I lose it. I’m cynical, I’m smart, and I’m stubborn. I have a filthy mouth, a dirty mind, and a "don't give a fuck" attitude. I don’t get along with the majority of girls, but then again I hold a hatred toward the entire male population. I've been walked out on and torn apart by so many people, that nothing really effects me anymore except my past pains. I don't hold an interest in the same person for long unless they're something special. I know some of the best people in the world, and I’ve known some of the worst.