My name is Carmen, I’m a 24 year old Leo, born and still living in Atlanta. I love all forms of art from culinary and design to painting and photography. I like to cook, dance, and sing karaoke. I love eating sushi, watching movies, going out with friends, and traveling. One of my favorite things to do is to go on adventures. Whether they are local adventures, or picking up one day and deciding to go somewhere new. I
I appreciate beauty. I love piercings and tattoos. Scars are beautiful and show personality. I love women and I do identify as a lesbian. The female body is one of the most beautiful things in existence. I am single, but hopefully one day I will find someone that inspires me enough to crush my defenses and break my trust issues.
I have had a very intense life so far. I was born August 18th, 1987, it also happened to be the same day my grandmother (Nona) was born in 1915. We were very close. She passed away when I was 11. My parents got divorced when I was three, my dad wasn’t around much when I was a kid. This led to a few daddy issues or whatever. My mom, is an amazing person, but being a single working mom she wasn’t around much either. I had a bunch of nannies. On my 13th birthday me, and my first girlfriend/best friend at the time, Morgan had a few people over and decided to get trashed. I don’t recall what happened that night but I remember waking up naked next to this guy the next morning. He claimed we had sex and it was a start to rapid downward spiral. I had a miscarriage at 14 probably due to my eating disorders. I suffered from anorexia and still suffer from bulimia. I had to go to anger management twice. I was sent to boarding school where I realized I didn’t want men but felt a need for their attention. By the age of 18 I had been in AA for 4 years. (I wasn’t much of a drinker and the only drug I have ever done is marijuana.) AA was mainly a place to go to deal with my sex addiction. I decided to start drinking again. At 19 I got a DUI. Didn’t drink much again till I turned 21. At 22 I had a relapse with my bulimia went out drinking one night and the lack of food in my system led to my second DUI. I have been in one long term relationship, if you want to call it that. I was 16 he was 28, daddy issues, we broke up at least once a week for a year and a half. He was both physically and mentally abusive. When I finally decided I deserved better I left him. He stalked and threatened to kill me. I dated a few guys after that. When I was about 18 and a half I realized I had never really been attracted to guys I was just searching for something missing in my past. On the other hand I have always been attracted to women. When I was a child, I was a tomboy for the most part. I hung out with all the neighborhood boys, played penny poker, climbed trees and played video games. When I did play with dolls my Barbies would kiss each other and Ken was thrown off to the side. I lost my virginity to my girlfriend Morgan. It was amazing, and scared the shit out of me. I had a series of affairs with women that I appreciated far more than my relationships with men. Anyway, I think that is more than enough information about my past.