Huh. Well. Im, um, short. Yep that sums it up. Maybe. Alright maybe not.
My imagination is just a bit too big. I cant write stories because my attention span is extremly limited, my thoughts way too fast, an dmy typing skills at bare really good at coming up with a plot, but not a story. Which sucks. Although, with the dreams Ive been having lately, I could make one awesomely, messed up story.
Im strange. I like bright socks, playing in the rain just to see if I will actually get sick, like to draw but cant draw well because I get bored an dmove on quickly with like half a tree done, Love to sing but wont sing by myself, and want to heal people but cannot stand people. Does any of this even make sense?
I like staying up late because looking tired isnt the same if it isnt authentic. I love the sun, but prefer night time. I like making smiley faces, But dont think they actually look like them.
Is this enough info? Im bored. Bye.
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