i hide behind words that i've rehearsed in my head over and over so i don't stumble when i'm asked to speak
i joined sports so i wouldn't get called fat anymore
the extent of my creativity is copying the ideas of others and tweaking small things to make it my own
dairy gives me a stomachache but that doesn't keep me from eating ice cream when i'm lonely
i strive to be original
sometimes i imagine myself getting t-boned in the middle of an intersection because scaring myself is one thing i'm really good at
i've never been stellar at this whole english thing even though i 've spoken it my whole life
i love a lot of things but i've never been in love
i feel the need to be in control at all times but life has this funny way of ejecting me from the driver's seat
i fall too hard, too fast, for the wrong person and the scrapes and bruises i accumulate on the way down don't make me a better person, they just make me bitter
i'm not interested in anything but deep, let-me-see-your-soul types of conversation
i used to think everything would be okay but i'm indecisive so maybe it won't
i constantly wonder how people have the willpower to choose a salad over donuts or pizza dripping with regret
i don't ever regret eating another slice of pizza
my thoughts frighten me
i fear the day when my body will fail me and my face will become that wrinkled shirt in the bottom of the hamper
i forgive others because i can't forgive myself
i am lonely but alone has become my shelter from the storm
i guess you knew me when you said you loved me but how could you know me if i don't even know myself
