i . . .

i . . .
i like instant food. prepackaged, freezedried, bring it on.
i love old movies.
i love john wayne.
i'm sarcastic.
i'm bitter.
i have sick and wierd sense of humour.
i am perpetualy cheerful.
i am a contradiction.
i am a hypocrite.
i eat too much sugar.
i don't eat enough vegetables.
i believe in magic.
i belive there is another place where magic is a part of everyday life.
i read really fast.
i hate scary movies, especially when they are realistic.
i love potatoes.
i love shoes.
i hate high heels.
i plan to own alot of converse.
i already have two pairs.
i dance in my head.
i obsess.
i create ridiculous and imaginary situations in my head and forget that they are not real.
i exagerate small incidents.
i think i misspelled that.
i think my standars are too high
i think i'm worth those high standards.
i'm scared no one will ever meet them. or want to try.
i'm waiting.
i'm waiting for someone who thinks i'm amazing.
i'm waiting for someone whos willing to fight for me.
i'm waiting for someone who will fight with me.
i think i'm amazing
i'm scared no one else does. or will.
i want to save the world.
i want to help.
i want to help without limiting my own options.
i think i'm selfish.
i know i'm selfish.
i think i'm shallow.
i think i'm deep. and everything in between
i am creative.
i want to be thought of as creative. and artsy. and original.
i want to be original.
i want to be remarkable.
i want to be memeorable.
i want to be remembered