oh shit. the name's ashley. i live in fresno. i hate distance and saying goodbye. i've got a huge betty boop obsession. i am sxe and i'm not into religion. i'm an insanely shy and passive little sucka, with a mouth like a sailor. i talk when i feel it is necessary. i have a tendency to not look people in the eye and i constantly hide my face in my hands. i watch my feet when i walk. i mumble when i speak and get nervous when asked to repeat myself. i hate looking at the camera. i like attention. it's lovely. but i don't like being the center of attention. it's more of a laid back and reserved-type deal. i'm intimidated very easily and i don't like hanging out in big groups. but once you get to know me, i guess you could say it's no holds barred. i'm 5'6 and a half and i love food maybe a little too much. i bite my nails. in fact, i'm biting them as i type and they taste like nail polish remover. yum. i'm always really cold, especially my hands and toe toes. and i bruise from the softest touch. it's nuts, i say. i'm very afraid of the dark. yet i love visiting haunted places in the middle of the woods at 2 am with only a lantern in hand. i like to hum and go "doo doo doo boop-oop-a-doop" a lot. i also like having someone hold my hand as i walk across the street. it's just another one of my immature quirks. i don't like being ordered around and told what to do. i see no point in that. if i want to do something, i'm going to do it regardless. i get crazy road rage when i'm in any car i have a big mouth and nothing to back myself up with. i like to shake my fists in the air and act like the biggest and meanest real tough cookie. although i know i couldn't hurt a fly. i don't know much. i tolerate pain well ...someone called me pinhead once. it made me chuckle. i hope to travel all over the world someday. perhaps touring with my future band. . and i don't like when people ask me what my favorite bands are. my mind goes blank when put on the spot. it's like walking into a record store and not being able to think of one single album you've been dying to purchase. it sucks. yep it does. . on a higher note. whew am i awful with the boys. i love when they're just as shy as me. but i still get very nervous and jealous. it makes me uncomfortable when a boy i like has more lady friends than boys. i find it difficult to trust. and i always think a.) he'll end up cheating on me and b.) he just wants to get in my pants.but i have a boyfriend who i love very much and those things dont apply to him, because i know i can trust him, thus why i love him as much as i do. i worry a lot. about little things. and i take things too seriously sometimes. one thing a person says can drastically affect and set my mood for the day. i'm not a makeout whore like all the other sluts i know. i dont like to kiss someone i don't like. and i feel like an idiot when people compliment me. i never know how to react. i hate being called "hot." and i'm very self-deprecating and self-conscious. it's whoreable. but i think i'm gradually getting better. i'm into cheesy dates to the movies or fancy restaurants... to tell you the truth. i'd much rather stay in on a rainy day and watch spooky movies in bed and under the covers while eating my favorite ice cream straight from the carton. and i would really like to kiss a boy in the rain one day. i love affection. and i love thinking up devastatingly cute moments i'd share with my boy. i guess it's as close to reality as i'll ever get. siiigh. feeling lonely is SHIT. absolute shit i say. someone needs to slowdance with me to santo and johnny's "sleepwalk." oooh yeah. that would be so wonderful.-p.s i am very much in love with my boyfriend.