About me: I'm Brooke Alyse, and I have a horrible memory. And once I fall asleep I either sleep for two hours or 12. I like to write, but I hardly ever finish a sentence. I like to read, but I hardly have the time to finish a book. I like to sing, but I hardly have the voice for it. I like to dance, and I definitely have the moves for it. All my movies were gifts. I don't trust people for shit. I'm in school for an English major, therefore, figure it out. I don't do misspellings or grammar errors, your ignorance is not my bliss. I have short blonde hair, hazel eyes, big boobs, and just because I like sex... a lot, doesn't mean I want to have sex with you. I like coffee before a dentist appointment and alcohol before a night out. I'm deathly afraid of dogs bigger than my knee caps and I want a Flemish giant bunny. When speaking to me, you're subject to minor or major mood swings and irrational reactions to the slightest of the things. Other than all the aforementioned shit, I am pretty damn bad ass. I'm 19 years old and I'm coasting through life on a line of bullshit, drama, and salami sandwiches.
I'm looking for: It'll take a lot of work to convince me that I should date you. It doesn't take much to make me think I should sleep with you, but I do have my standards. It's hard for me to pinpoint exactly what I'm looking for in a guy because I'll take what you give me, if you're being true to yourself and you're not being a phony. Humor usually wins, money usually win, charm, wit, intelligence, sex appeal, you know- the norm. But if you use the word, "goofy", you've lost the deal.