...Name's Haley. Put 'er there.
To know me is to know a desire for all things random, a bleeding heart for all things voiceless, and a perverse delight in procrastination induced last minute panic. "Productive" is a subjective term...
The only things that can scare me are clowns and unicycles. Haven't quite figured that one out yet...
I will un-pop your collar, free of charge....
Distractions? yah, I love them.. dogs, birds..spare change...fat toddlers...
I love uncontrollable laughter in public, causing passer-by's to suddenly feel self conscious. I love hotels. I truly adore my crock pot. By the way, I take it as flattery when your girlfriend doesn't like me...
I'm only a bitch if you warrant it necessary.
I'm horrible about calling people back, I have a short temper, a lazy streak, and love instant gratification. BUT. I'll make up for it by sacrificing sleep (and according sanity) to make sure you're taken care of, and by rescuing rogue spiders from your kitchen sink.
I'm a firm believer in evolution, karma, and trusting everyone but cutting the cards yourself.
I've said it before and I'm saying it now, I'm a city girl with a country heart. I'll take off my stilletos to roll in the mud, watch some UFC, then strap back on the ol' heels for a night at Palisades. Lets drink some wine and watch me flirt shamelessly with the waiters. waitresses. that homeless guy on the hood of the car. Did I mention I like wine?
I feel sorry for the girls offering only asthetic compensation for vapid personalities. I feel worse for the guys that fall for it. Fuckin' Myspace....
I promise I will always ramble on your voicemail.
I want a puppy.
Ok. So its not the unicycle itself, per se, its just when they're being ridden. Just looks so unnatural...
I dare you to underestimate me....
......I've loved, lost, and learned..
...I am someone's buttercup...
Anything left to know about me is left for experience. Most people make it out alive.
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