 I'm Matthew
Male | Dick | Eighteen | Bisexual | Single | Real
Born December 3, 1990, off the shores of California,THE BAY TO BE SPECIFIC, where I've lived my entire life and continue to do so. I don't exactly have much here to make me hapy, but with the few things I do have, I'll manage. I'm a fairly peaceful kid, laid back and like to chill. I'm not much into parties and all that, no need to sit around and watch drunk people make an ass of themselves, I prefer little get togethers. Sometimes I tend to come off as a bit of an asshole, which I can be, but only to those who irritate me or have given me reason. Otherwise I'm a genuinely nice person. Unfortunately, I've been running out of real friends lately. I don't have many, but to those of you who are, I thank you, and would do anything for you. FUCK your scene shit. I'm over that. Do not associate me with it whatsoever. And for those raunchy scene sluts out there, please don't waste your time. I get tattoo'd for myself. I get pierced for myself. Not for anyone else. Not because I want to make myself more attractive. Not because I want to impress anyone. Whether or not you think it looks good or not is no concern of mine. I could care less if you think my stretched septum looks funny. I don't care if you think I have too much metal in my face. I don't give a shit for the fact that I'll probably have a less likely chance of getting a job because of my tattoos. I do not care. Body modification is a personal choice. I wont stop it. I can't stop. I don't think I could ever really stop. I get this image in my head of what I should look like. I've got a lot of work to do. And I wont feel satisfied until the day I complete that image.
"No Matthew, I'd fucking hit you with a truck."
Molli&Kalissa&Taylor&Jess
The only girls i need in my life |
