I'm 22 years old and I love to write. I'm a loner at heart. Just because I easily get along with people does not mean I like being around people. I'd rather spend my time in my room, in bed, reading a good book, or just simply stuffing my face with whatever food I can find. My fridge is always empty and I am always hungry. <--- two completely different things because I think my mom knows I'd devour everything so she probably has a secret fridge somewhere.
I've never really had the courage to give anyone access to my writings before, but I've published my first ever story here and am anxious to see if anyone likes it. Its named 'A Walk Down Memory Lane' and I hope someone out there gives it a read. (The whole thing, not just the intro)

I chill out on my purple bean bag and am extremely random. I don't need drugs to get high, air is enough for me. <--- I sound like an idiot. Okay. Moving on. 
I was, still am and always will be A POTATO! 
I make weird microwave chocolate pudding because I'm addicted to sugary delights. I might get diabetes because of the all the sugar I eat, but who cares!
I get bored more easily than a normal person should, but hey! Who said I was normal? 
I love music and if you ever make the mistake of telling me my taste in music is bad, I will go ninja assassin on you! I kid thee not!
I am clumsy as hell!
I love using exclamation points! <--- see!?!?! :D
Ice cream is the only thing I exist for. Who needs love when you have Ice cream, right? :D
I should be studying right now but I have the attention span and memory of a gold fish.
OH LOOK! FOOD!
SUPERMAN!

For those who read my story, GOD BLESS YOU!!
I hope you guys like what my brain has to come up with, and follow me!

Kthanksbye!