I am: she who laughs loudly and heartily, she who has an inexplicable love for people, she who sings despite a terrible voice, she who giggles just at the sight of her best friend, she who smiles when she wakes up, she who just adores food, she who wears plaid leggings because they crack her up . . .
I am also: she who stays up late because sleep just seems so dull, she who wanders around the cavern of her mind for hours, she who wants to curl up and relinquish all social contacts for at least a week, she who is a perpetual state of loneliness, she who has an undeniable thirst for darkness and sadness and self-absorption . . .
I am: someone who doesn’t know what she wants, someone who makes others believe she knows exactly where she’s going when the truth of the matter is that I’m doing a balancing act, someone that smiles because frowning isn’t appropriate and smiles are more attractive than blank stares, she who just doesn’t know but convinces herself that she does . . .
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