wake me up before you go-go...

Jan 16, 2002 18:29

Before I die, I want everyone to know certain things about me: I am afraid. I don't think killing yourself means you go to Hell. I have never lived. I believe in evil. I think cute fluffy kittens and cuddly puppies are a conspiracy. I don't think babies are all that cute. I wear a size 9-and-a-half shoe. I believe hair dye should be used at least every three months. I drive a Nissan Sentra Jetta, but I'm not (totally) a dirty hippy. I say The Lord's Prayer when I'm scared, even though I don't [think] believe in God. I am frightened of people. I am obsessive-compulsive about everything. I count to seventeen and say the alphabet repeatedly, all day long. I am a pushover, but chances are, I hate you for using me in the first place. I speed. I drive with my license only about 60% 80% of the time. I honestly don't want children. I pretend to have confidence about my weight. I believe that happiness is only what you make of it. I wish I weighed a lot less (and I'm getting there). I crack my knuckles. I don't believe in magic. I don't believe in church. I have no one. I honestly love my job [now that it's changed]. I pretend to be much more interesting than I am actually am. I cry when no one is looking. I am addicted to the depression. I wish I lived inside a song. I envy everyone. I am lazy. I am a Harry Potter fan, and I am not ashamed. I don't know that I love anyone. I tentatively wish my father was in my life. Everyone is a stranger. I should have been born thirty years earlier. I am going through a major quarter-life 1/3 life crisis. Music is my God. I like people who feel. I wear glasses. I voted for Gore [and Obama] and I'm proud of that. I was born in Oak Ridge, Tennessee, at 8:19 p.m. on June 3rd, 1982. I read. I know why my mother and father divorced. I am here because I can't face reality. I am disappointed. I want to fly. I think we are all more alike than we'll ever admit.

And, I'm back.

[edit 12/23/2011 11:24am]
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