Teenage Wasteland

Who am I? You might ask…well, some may say I’m the friend that gives deep and affectionate advice when my friends are in need. And some might say I’m a supplier for weed on the “good” night…but if I had to choose…all I’d say is that I’m myself…Ashley Davies…born on the day of March 29^th in the year 1989 to my distant and non-caring parents who kind of made my life a living hell until I bought my own apartment…

Yeah I mean…I’m 19 now, and my best friends are still in high school…college was never for me and if I’ve ever cared about anything it was music. I don’t believe in having anything like a career given to you, I believe in working hard for something you believe in because I’ve learned that once you earn it…you feel so much better and you feel like you’re worth something.

So far since I’ve graduated from high school…actually I never even graduated, I got my G.E.D. or as many would call it…the good enough degree, but since then I always travel to Louisiana to help out with re-building from hurricane Katrina. I always believed in helping people who couldn’t help themselves. As if I’m not more of a go with the flow kind of girl already, I am bi…and honestly the only reason is because I follow the heart, not the anatomy.

I’ve been in love once my entire life…and it was with a guy. His name is Aiden, and he’s my best friend. Why did we break up? Lets just say there were complications I could never handle or talk to him about so I went off on my own, but I turned my life back around only for the better. He’s always staying at my house because well…his home life isn’t that great either. And I’m pretty sure that’s all I have to tell you…I mean I live off of my music, and money has never been an issue because my parents keep giving it to me trying to get me to come home for at least one family dinner per year.

“yo yo yiggity yo” I said answering my phone

“hey…you pickin me up today?” Aiden asked me

“uh…yeah sure…no problem…you have basketball or no?” I asked him