About
I suppose since this section is about me, I should tell you about myself.
Im 18 years old.
Im normal.
But my definition of normal is almost directly proportional to your definition of abnormal.
Im a mess and so is my room.
I like it that way; it means Im spontaneous.
I always say the wrong thing at the right time, and I laugh at the most inappropriate moments.
When I do laugh, it s loud and often.
Im loud, Im opinionated, and Im alive.
My heart never gets broken, because I dont give it away.
Im kind of like that.
Orange is my favourite colour, and I have an addiction to boys.
Not only do I encourage change, but I expect it.
I cant sit still, and I swear that my problems are far deeper than I can imagine.
I like long drives in cars at night with my friends or with boys, because they make me feel safe and reassure me that life is perfect while we re on the road.
When I experience nights like those, everything is exactly how it should be, and I swear that we re infinite.
Girls have habits of putting boys up on pedestals, and we dont take them down until they are pushed off the side, broken, and replaced.
Im addicted to hand sanitizer.
I dont dance.
At all.
Okay, so I dance alone.
And sing into my hairbrush.
90s music is my anti-drug.
I would be lost without my cell phone.
I dont need people to like me,
but it s nice if they do.
I love moments, memories, songs, events, sounds, smells, photos, and - as corny as it sounds: smiles.
I feel like I wont ever understand.
I wont ever.
Congratulations this is my about me section,
And this is the end.
Im 18 years old.
Im normal.
But my definition of normal is almost directly proportional to your definition of abnormal.
Im a mess and so is my room.
I like it that way; it means Im spontaneous.
I always say the wrong thing at the right time, and I laugh at the most inappropriate moments.
When I do laugh, it s loud and often.
Im loud, Im opinionated, and Im alive.
My heart never gets broken, because I dont give it away.
Im kind of like that.
Orange is my favourite colour, and I have an addiction to boys.
Not only do I encourage change, but I expect it.
I cant sit still, and I swear that my problems are far deeper than I can imagine.
I like long drives in cars at night with my friends or with boys, because they make me feel safe and reassure me that life is perfect while we re on the road.
When I experience nights like those, everything is exactly how it should be, and I swear that we re infinite.
Girls have habits of putting boys up on pedestals, and we dont take them down until they are pushed off the side, broken, and replaced.
Im addicted to hand sanitizer.
I dont dance.
At all.
Okay, so I dance alone.
And sing into my hairbrush.
90s music is my anti-drug.
I would be lost without my cell phone.
I dont need people to like me,
but it s nice if they do.
I love moments, memories, songs, events, sounds, smells, photos, and - as corny as it sounds: smiles.
I feel like I wont ever understand.
I wont ever.
Congratulations this is my about me section,
And this is the end.
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