I am shorter than 5’4. I think I’m ugly sometimes. I tan easily. I have a bad memory. I wish my hair was a different color. I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. I have/had braces. I wear glasses. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free. I’ve been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger. I have more than 2 piercings. I have piercing in places besides my ears. I have freckles. I’ve been kicked out of the house. I have a sibling less than six years old. I want to have kids someday.
I’m in school/college
I have a job.
I’ve fallen asleep at work/school. I almost always do/did my homework. I have big dreams. I’ve missed a week or more of school. I failed more than 1 class last year. I’ve slipped out a “lol” in a spoken conversation.
Disney movies still make me cry.
I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried. I think of stupid things to do. I was born with a disease/impairment. I’ve gotten stitches/staples. I’ve broken a bone. I’ve had my tonsils removed. I’ve sat in a doctor’s office/emergency room with a friend. I’ve gotten a ride with someone I don’t know. I’ve been on a plane. I’ve wished on a shooting star. I’ve seen a meteor shower.
I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas. I’ve been to a casino. I’ve been skydiving. I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.
I’ve gone skinny dipping. I’ve drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. I’ve had dry vodka shots. I’ve been skiing. I’ve been in a play. I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue. I’ve seen the Northern lights. I’ve sat on a roof top at night. I’ve ridden in a taxi.
People have only liked me because of my looks. I’ve been used a lot. I’ve gone on a blind date. I’ve used someone else.
I’ve broken someone’s heart. I miss someone right now. I know someone who has committed suicide. I have a fear of abandonment. I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t. I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did. I’ve had a crush on a teacher/coach. I am a cuddler. I’ve kissed a boy. I’ve kissed a girl. (On the cheek : D) I’ve kissed more than one girl. I’ve been kissed in the rain. I’ve hugged a stranger. I have kissed a stranger. I’ve been called a slut. I’ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn’t. I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t. I’ve snuck out of my house.
I’ve cheated on a test. I am keeping a secret from the world.
I’ve been suspended from school. I’ve witnessed a crime.
I’ve been arrested.
I’ve helped a friend who has passed out from alcohol. I regularly smoke cigarettes. I’ve tried smoking cigarettes. I’ve taken painkillers when I didn’t need them. I’ve eaten shrooms. I’ve popped E. I’ve inhaled Nitrous. I’ve done hard drugs I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem. I have at one stage in my life been diagnosed with depression. I have been diagnosed with one or more anxiety disorder. I shut others out when I’m depressed. I take anti-depressants. I’ve slept an entire day when I didn’t need it. I’ve hurt myself on purpose.
I’ve woken up crying. I’m afraid of dying. I miss someone who I know isn’t coming back. I’ve seen someone dying. Someone close to me has committed suicide. I’ve planned my own suicide. I’ve attempted suicide. I’ve written a eulogy for myself. I own an iPod or MP3 player. I regret a lot of things I’ve done in my lifetime.
I can not wait to build a home and a life with you. For you to be the thing to look forward to after a tough day at work. To enjoy simple little pleasures with you every day,and do all those homey things. Cuddle up on the couch to watch a movie, cook dinner together, pick out home-y things together and build our small, modest life in our small, modest nest and be entirely happy down to every last fibre. God, I am looking forward to that :)
I hate how much I’m missing Jason. It’s only been just over a day, and I miss him so much. This is the longest we’ve been apart since we’ve been together. And I don’t like it.
I hate it D:<
It’s so clique and everything. Being the single one and bagging out how couple are always like ‘I MISS YOU…
BRANDON IS IN BUNDABERG AND I WON’T SEE HIM UNTIL HE COMES BACK, MAYBE, BUT PROBABLY THE SUNDAY AFTER THAT COS WE BOTH FUCKING WORK. CRY CRY CRY!!! MAKES ME SAD!! WE SHOULD CRY TOGETHER AND EAT CHOCOLATE. I want my fucking boyfriend :(