My name's Samantha, but I go by Sammie to most people. I'm 20 years old. I have a four year old daughter. I'm nice to most people, friendly, fun, somewhat outgoing. Although I'm an idiot at times, I tend to have fun with those closest to me. Most people don't get me, and that's fine. It's the judging me part that I don't like. When I like someone I push them away to see how much they can take. Most of the time it never works out, but it's a force of habit based on my previous relationships. When I'm hurt or extremely angry I say things that I don't really mean. I only say I'm sorry when I mean it, and I don't back down from anything; no matter how stupid my point is. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and get hurt somewhat easily. Alotta people really don't understand how sensative I am. But they typically get it the first time I break down. I have overactive tear ducts so I'm a bit of a cryer. If I laugh too hard or get too mad the tears start rolling; it's uncontrollable so I've learned t