DEWITT, KENNEDY J.

[KENNEDY JUNE DEWITT]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2nqfdd2.jpg); border: solid 5px #d6d6d6; width: 250px; -webkit-border-radius: 50px 4px 50px 4px; -moz-border-radius: 50px 4px 50px 4px; line-height:85%; margin-top: 5px] KENNEDY JUNE DEWITT, "i was dying to leave this place i know, trading it in for something i can relate to." TWENTY-TWO | FRIEND | MADISON AND THE MONSTER | KAELIN MARIE ON WHO SHE IS, "my name's kennedy dewitt. say my last name as if there were a space between that, i don't fucking know why there isn't. and call me kenny or kay, not kennedy or i'll punch you in the face. i'm a twenty-two year old los angeles-based tattoo artist and model - yeah, if you see those model shots for your band's merch and apparel as well as flyers, album art, and all that other promo shit, that's me. i'm also a friend of madison and the monster, cause those girls are badass as shit and let me do their ink." THINGS SHE LIKES, "being loud-mouthed, hardcore opinions, a good challenge, people who are just like her, strength in herself, weed, alcohol, tattoos, dying her hair, modeling, cats, gossip, attention, shopping, teasing, one night stands and having no strings attached, arguing, sunny weather, traveling, hot man candy, scary movies, australian people, accents, admittedly anything that has to do with harry potter w/e, mexicans, being right, art, thrifting, drive thru places for anything, sex sex sex." THINGS SHE HATES, "challenges to her personal being, fakes, being obsessed with things, people who are pussies, losing, her father, pollen and allergies, waiting in airports for a long period of time, waiting in general, being stuck in traffic, the country, extremely large insects and spiders, the fact that she's a walking contradiction." WHERE SHE'S FROM, "i come from a rich family. yeah, whatever, you think that's pretty great but while it has it's perks it's not that fun at all. everyone in this town has their secrets and it just so happens that my wealthy son of a bitch corporate father has a temper and a flair for abuse. if you can't tell by me just saying that i've been a victim to it, and while i harbor hate for what i had to go through growing up whenever he was drunk and i had to witness all the shit he put my mother through, i'm a better person from all the bad shit and i know who to look out for. even if i was privledged and could've been a top student in high school and whatever college my family wanted me to go through, i didn't do well because i was troubled. did i mention that my mom died from cancer when i was thirteen? yeah, that happened and then i just lost myself. she had known for a while and she told my dad to move on, but i was somehow convinced that had he loved her for real as much as he claimed to in her sickness that brought all of us together for once, he wouldn't move on or go back to the abuse and cheating that he kept secret from everyone. i don't even want to talk about that shit anymore. in my teenaged years the politics of wealth was horrible, and i abused that whole thing to the best of my abilities. i used my money to do drugs and drink alcohol, i was a wild child that ran in a scene that had raves and parties every night instead of the good girl circle. cute, right? i don't know. my life was a mess til i moved out and went on my own when i was eighteen. daddy still pays me in money transfers cause now he feels like shit for being a terrible figure in my life, but i still don't talk to him much these days. he can keep me at distance - if he enables me to do what i want in life now that i'm adult, i'll stay away from him and his rep as much as i can. i realized that i always wanted a thrill in my life to get me out of my own rut, and to break out of the set life that i was presumed to take - because i vowed to never be anyone's china doll to play with. i made my own money from starting up modelling around los angeles, cause i was scouted a couple of times and i was like what the fuck no at first but now i like it - it feeds my cravings for attention and boosts my self esteem i don't know. i was more into art and drawing and shit, that's why i became a tattoo artist eventually, too. and well, i guess the bottom line is that my life is just what it is, raw. and the praise and the noticing from my reputation, good or bad, makes up for the fact that i feel lonely as shit most of the time, even if i'm the one who's doing this to myself." ON HOW SHE IS, "lol. people think i'm a bitch and they're 90% right. most of the time, i am a bitch. i think i'm better than a lot of people, and i'm pretty judgemental about a lot of things in life. but at least i'm honest about that. i'm the number one walking contradiction around here, and i get that. you can say that i have a warped sense of reality and that i'm pretentious as hell, but that's truth, too. listen, you can't be a pussy here in los angeles and i learned that from a young age, so sucks for you if you can't deal with it because that's the cold hard truth whether you choose to acknowledge that or not. i'm really blunt, i'll tell you what's up and what i don't like about you upfront if i really don't like you, and i can hold grudges like no one else's business. i'm really distrustful of everything and i hate love and don't believe in happy endings cause that stuff is all made up in movies and fantasy, it's not real just like santa claus isn't real. call me a cynic, call me a cunt, your words don't really affect me cause i really don't give a shit about what people think about me. i'm all about favors though, so if you've got something to give me in exchange for what you want, then we can call ourselves friends. speaking of friends, i don't know, i have a ton of them surprisingly. but that's probably because they know i can hook them up. yeah, i know, that shit sucks but whatever if you're cool with me for the first few minutes then props to you for even dealing with me. i mostly hang out with guys because most girls are bitches and can't handle my sass or the truth, not to mention they're all blind to the glamour in the world that isn't really there. i tend to keep my circle close. only a few people can see that 10% side of me where i'm actually a vulnerable person with the same emotional scaredness that every human being has, but you'll be lucky if you get to even get to know that part of me. your best bet in finding that part first is when i'm blackout drunk, i guess. hah. anyway i don't know really why i'm this way, but i'd rather be at the top of my game than be nice and at the bottom of it. but like everything it gets lonely wherever you put yourself, especially at the way i act in life. not saying i have regrets about how i turned out, but it's still something to wonder about, if i were a sweeter girl that wanted to please everyone or something like that. cause i do want to be liked and loved, doesn't everyone? whatever, though. i can't change myself and neither can you unless you've got some voodoo magic. you either love me or hate me, there's no in between unless you have an alter drunk ego that'll like me. if you love partying it up i'm your girl and i'll hook you up with anything. and if you're a boy and love not having any strings attached, give me a call. all you really need to know about me is that i like to have fun and it just so happens that it's usually when i'm drunk or high. deal with it. and if you like to rain on people's parades you best be staying away from me. " hey there, the name's steph and this is a bs'd app. i live in the eastern time zone and this is my ninth go away character.