My name is Sondria but my friends call me Songie. I prefer it anyways. I’m going to turn 18 soon. And I really don’t care. It just another year older, another year wasted.
 
I'm already on my way of becoming a hair/make-up artist and photographer. I know what I want to do with my life and how I am going to do it unlike most people.

I make wishes at 11:11. I’m completely random. I am what I am. I love everything about getting tattoos and piercings. I love stars. Cupcakes and Tacos are the shit. If you bring me either one I will love you forever. I love penguins. I love going to concerts, I’m addicted to them. I live for rain days, sunsets, and starry nights. Without my friends I wouldn't be me. They are my family and I would die for them.


I don't want to meet fake people.
I don't want to get to know the many people that try to get my attention.
I don't want to make friends with people who try so hard to get me to start a conversation with them when we have nothing in common.
I don't want to talk to people that cant come up with anything to follow after saying I like this and that about you.
I don't want to respond the all of the people that randomly start talking to me.
I want someone to talk to me like we have known each other forever.
I want someone who says the words I want to hear.
I want some one who doesn’t make small talk, either has an intelligent conversation with me or knows the value of what silence is.