I'm working on me. Sometimes I feel like I'm doing a decent job figuring out who I am,
but then other times I'm lost. I need to dance in order to live,
sometimes my thoughts terrify me, and I get confused occasionally. I get
drunk off of life and other things, and the people around me easily
influence my mood. I need someone to ask me the tough questions. I will
always want someone to hold me. There is nothing I want more than to be
in love.
I'll never be normal, but who is? In fact, I represent a verrrrry small portion
of the world's population. I'm a 6'0 tall girl with red hair and
freckles (both of which I love), type I diabetes and Celiac Sprue (both
of which I hate), and hypothyroidism (which doesn't really bother me).
I
love sports and shopping, lame teen movies and major chick flicks, pop
music and songs that no one knows (music is huge in my life). I think I
look good in black and when I'm wearing a t-shirt and baseball cap, and I love every color. I tend to get sad when I feel alone. Laughing is my favorite thing.
One in (at least) a million.