Hey! I’m Amanda, 36 years young, from Las Vegas, Nevada.

I like a man who can talk shit with me and still knows how to be sweet even on a bad day. Music all day. I secretly dance when nobody’s looking, which is never, so mostly in my head.

Phil and Cheyenne are the greatest people in the world. Tell me they’re great (seeing if you’re reading this lol)
I’m not collecting friends. I really just want one. Somebody grown, with a job, who likes taking care of his woman and doesn’t get weird about it knowing I’ll take care of you back. That’s how it should be.

Write me like you already know me. Tell me what you ate, what you drive, what you’re watching. “Hey beautiful” is lazy and you know what they say about lazy men, right?

If we vibe, I will call you. Letters are slow and I get impatient.

I’m a little mean. Very loyal. But don’t get those crossed.

I want a man, not a pen pal. If you can make me laugh and you’ve got your own money, write me. I have a 2 daughters who are my heart. I need a man to compliment and support me, not some clown to tell me jokes all day.

I’ve made mistakes that got me here. I’m doing my time like a good girl, but it’d be amazing if I could find my daddy in the process.

I’m easy after that. Hard to shake. Tell me something real or don’t bother.

Your girl,

Amanda

“If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.” (Marilyn Monroe has actually never been known to say this. It just appeared online in photos of her long after her passing)