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I'm an insomniac. Riding in a car with the windows rolled down pisses me off. I never give up on the people I love. Usually, I search for songs that express my feelings. Then I become obsessed with them. I have many weird habits when I eat food. I'm a perfectionist. I read lips because I can't hear that well. When something changes, it takes forever for me to get used to it. I'm incredibly nosy. I love giving people compliments. When I say "Sorry" I mean it. I dance everywhere. I can't be fake, cause I can't hide how I feel. I remember promises. When people break them, I get offended. There are few people I dislike, and I dislike them for good reasons. My memory is amazing. I always forgive, but I rarely forget. The color yellow is my favorite, followed by pretty blues. Actions are louder than words. If you care, prove it. I lose respect for people who use others. My laugh is obnoxious. I analyze everything cause I don't believe anything has just ONE meaning. I'm afraid of ..hmmm..almost everything. I don't get nearly enough sleep, but I don't care. My car is my child. I've been wearing the same ring for nearly 5 years straight. People who brag are disgusting. I wish I could help everyone. I've never been in detention. My dreams come true. I hate when people ask "what's wrong". If I wanted you to know, I'd tell you. Carrots are gross. Along with all those crunchy foods, ew. A lot of people forgot me on my sixteenth birthday. I feel so bad for stray puppies. I have secrets that nobody knows about. And I know a secret from almost everyone. I'll never tell. I don't care what people think, but a couple of things really get under my skin. I can pick out bad people when I first meet them. I'm good with words. Most of the time. I hate politics. I can lick my elbow. I can't yo-yo. But I can hula hoop for a seriously long time. No matter what I do, I'm usually dumped, forgotten, or walked over. I have a crappy headache every day of my life. I usually bottle my feelings up until they explode. I can tell when people lie to my face. I expect the worst so I won't be disappointed. But at times it means I'm worrying about a problem that never existed. Ya feel me? That's all for now. If you read that, you rock. ;) |
