I am not who I used to be.
The future started to make feel anxious.
I rarely ever cry.
I write to feel something.
I don’t fear loneliness anymore.
I love grocery shopping.
I have Inflammatory Bowel Disease (IBD).
Alcohol makes me dizzy.
I like myself better when I am drunk.
I’d say I’m a mix of naughty and nice.
I have learned to accept my desires.
I always laugh too much or smile too little.
I can’t grasp the concept of wanting to be like everyone else.
I crave heat.
I hate feeling cold.
I’m often left empty-handed.
I tend to be self-centered without realizing it.
I always listen to a song until I hate it.
I crave an I love you.
Love makes me afraid.
I always focus on the negative.
I live through photosynthesis like a wildflower.
A clean bed makes me so happy.
I feel every single one of my emotions very strongly.
I always give too much of myself without getting anything back.
I eat too healthy or not healthy at all.
I don’t believe in gray zones.
I always burn my tongue on my coffee because I want to drink it as hot as possible.
I like the way my shoulder blades stick out.
I always wear something black.
I want my left arm to be tattooed.
I am scared of the dark.
Physical contact makes me shiver.
I love my best friend more than I love anyone else.
I like to say what is on my mind.
I talk non-stop.
I can’t find the right words to comfort someone.
I write poems and then I tear them apart.
I wish I had someone to write letters to.
I always feel more alive in the sunlight.
Showers calm me.
I am successful.
I like to be called beautiful more than I like to be called « hot » or « sexy ».
I hate my name.
I love calling people by their first names.
I am a child at heart.
I am finally learning what it is to be an adult.
I am sassy to hide the fact that I am delicate.
I pretended to be strong for so long that it finally became true.
I am in love with the idea of freedom.
I am currently building the person that I want to be.
