Freewrite

I don't give a damn about Sex in the City. Glee is not my thing. I have a potty mouth. I don't obsess over my hair. I don't really wear makeup. I play video games. If I am wearing sweats while watching tv, my hand might be in them (not my underwear). Oh yeah, I wear sweats. I quit cheerleading because it was sickening. I don't wear bathing suits. I am not coy and demure. My hair is not waist-length. My teeth aren't perfect. I don't like foot massages. I do admit when I'm horny. I don't want to hear twenty stories about my friends and their boyfriends. I love football. I love basketball. I don't love baseball but I do love baseball caps. My ass is fat. My boobs are normal sized. "Fucker" is one of my favorite words and should really be in the dictionary. Sometimes, I just really don't wanna talk. I don't find body hair sexy. I won't melt just because you sing for me. Say something stupid and I will be the first to tell you. I don't drink. I don't dig one-night stands. I will probably wear jeans to the club. I don't dig softies (I just might make you cry). I do want to get married. I do want to have children. I am smart. I read. I am enterprising. I won't let you run over me. I won't ever let a man lay another harmful hand on me and get away with it. I don't NEED you. Maybe, just maybe, that is why I'm single.