Every nice thing that I do for a man has some sort of selfish motivation behind it.Yeah, no good deed is unselfish. I do everything to make myself feel better, making other people happy by what I do is an added bonus. I try and always be as honest as possible but I do have some class so I have learned how to control my word vomit.
I love the sand between my toes, the smell of fresh cut grass, star gazing, classic cars, new car smell, puppy paws, laughing babies, sunrises, long drives, buying Christmas presents (for other people),and my dad's smile.
I hate hearing people eat, bad drivers, dumb and/or fake girls, mayo, liars, bullshitters and i could list more but I won't. I am always down for trying new things, as long as it doesn't involve jumping from a perfectly good airplane or any kind of ladder.
My girls are the world to me and if you hurt them, I will bash your face in.
I don't believe in drunken confessions of love and beauty. Alcohol clouds things and if you can't say things without being drunk maybe you should rethink what you are saying. I have been in too many drunken fights to know that, that last statement is completely true.
I love men, I don't have a "type." Here's the deal, I am looking for a guy who treats his momma well, and one who realizes I am a moody bitch sometimes and I just want him to shut up. LOL That sounds crazy!
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