I'm different, in my looks, height, weight, hair, tattoos.
My behavior, I laugh at different things, things other people wouldn't find
funny.
I love horror movies, dressing up and scaring people.
It's just me, I'm anti-social. I can also love you with all my heart or if you
piss me off, I'll be your worst nightmare.
Its just me, I'm born this way.
I care way too much, give too hard, fall too fast.
I want what anyone else does LOVE, friends, family, home,
AND TO HAVE MY CHILD I DESERVE.
I have a passion for cooking, decorating, writing, nature, animals,
photography, art, designing and I love romantic time with my man.
About the Creator
Crystal Korpan
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