Karli

I am 22 years old and I have a lot going for me. I am ambitious and committed. I am head strong and stubborn. I don't know what I believe in, but I believe in some sort of something. I shove my emotions down as far and as often as I can. I am jaded and cynical and confused. Most people see me as comedic relief. I am the girl always looking to have a good time and the loudest one at every party. My parents have been separated for a year and a half, and although I am "handling it so well" it makes me want to curl into a ball and cry. Marriage is bullshit, love doesn't exist, and I am lonely. I drink too much and have sex with strangers. I am reckless and careless and horribly troubled.