I am a girl. I fall in love easily, almost as easy as ABC, I always get mixed signals, I am always having second thoughts, I do the most obvious things, I can be a little sneaky too, I randomly stalk someone I don't know, I cry a little when I feel too happy, I laugh a little too loud most of the times, I don't always get the attention I want, I always like the wrong person, I give up easily, I screw things up easily, I can't cook, I like baking, I hate annoying beat-around-the-bush people, I watch football under the influence of my family, I play dotA, I like L4D, I know I'm fat but I don't do anything about it, I like writing quotes, pick-up lines cheer me up, I don't text 24/7, I hate driving because I'm traumatized, I am a pretty damn good liar, I am good in manipulating people, my conversations usually drift away from its original topic, I am more of a daddy's girl than mummy's angel, I like alcohol, I get stressed up over things I shouldn't be, I always finish my exam papers earlier than usual, I like strawberry flavoured ice cream but not the strawberry fruit itself, I like chocolate but not chocolate flavoured ice cream, I am very creepy, I walk without sound, sometimes, I have sleeping disorders (yes, disorders).
Smart people makes me high, sarcasm is my second language, I like buying books but never really reading them, I waste money like drinking water or breathing oxygen, I still can't make up my mind what to study, I used to play the piano, I would love to paint my room black, I can talk to anyone about anything, I change my mind too often, no one knows my darkest secret, I remember every little conversation I have with everyone but not everything my lecturers teach, I am a huge procrastinator, I always plan but never follow, I am a sucker for musically inclined human beings, I always pull a strong face, I get pretty random in the middle of the night.
Get dirty. Get fucking filthy. Get poor. Get off your ass. Get desperate. Get dangerous. Get vilified. Get vile. Get pro-active. Get started. Get your own life. Get doing something. Anything.
Because before you know it you’re 40 with kids, a mortgage, and responsibilities that cause your fun to come second. So before cancer, before children, before 50 hour work weeks, before back and knee problems, before school loans, before you lose your sense of humor… Fight. Fight and fuck and run and smile. Smile because the older you get, the less you will. So yes, “quit being such a goddamn pussy,” because bitching and whining and worry never made anything better.