I don't make sense but that's just me. I don't like chocolate or cheese but I like hot chocolate and Mac n' Cheese. I'm intelligent but ditsy. I glare at people behind their back then genuinely smile to their faces. I have friends I secretly hate and friends I truly like. I say I hate people but when I see them cry or they have problems I'm there to help. I'm fake but also genuine. I change my handwriting because I think writing a letter this way is prettier. I'm trying to be like everyone else but it just doesn't work. I'm cool and laid back but I'm a dork and hyper too.
I don’t make sense but that’s just me. I love to make people smile but I hate my own smile. I hate how I look but find beauty in everyone. I’m judgmental in my head but out loud open minded. I’m republican but also democratic, but I don’t know what that means. I’m outgoing and cool but shy and awkward at the same time. I say I don’t have friends and genuinely believe it but then hang out with people all the time. I say I won’t like anyone but then end up crushing on some guy the next day. I don’t like someone then something simply changes my mind. I’m emotional but don’t care. I watch an episode of Sherlock with Benedict Cumberbatch then can’t stop talking in a British accent. I conform easily and yet use that word more than I should and without proper meaning. I don’t make sense but that’s just me. I’ve learned to live with it, embrace it rather but yet still question if I am sane or on the border line of breaking.