hey, what's up. I'm Amelia Di Rossi. I mean, my middle name is Frances, but that name fucking SUUUUUUUCKS (A/N no offense to ANYONE named Frances).
I'm 22, aka in my last year of college at UCLA
THANK FUCK FOR THAT
I live in an apartment with my best friend Kylie, who I've only known since the first day of college where we locked eyes on each other and IMMEDIATELY clicked. I have an older sister, Eleonora who's 26. Although she's 26, she still acts like she's 16, which, I guess ISN'T an insult, but it is when my mom uses it on her.
Every summer, I head to Philly to see my og friends and family. Even though I'm a grown-ass woman, my family still forces me to come back. Well, when I say "my family" I mean my mother. She used to yell at me and tell me that I was just a up until she was able to legally let me go at the age of 18. Then, she shooed me out of the house like she was getting rid of a bad rash, which, was actually a blessing in disguise. I bounced THE FUCK out of the house and started my new life in Cali.