I live by the ocean but i don't go often enough...I get bored extremely easily...Everytime my phone rings it makes me feel loved...
I hate the word "stupid" (i say it too much)...
I love the smell of cinnamon (it reminds me of christmas)...
My favorite word is fly...
When i think of death i imagine myself flying...
I am unable to whisper (i know, i know... i'm weird)...
I hate people touching my knees (don't ask)...
I'm only ticklish when my mom tickles me...
When asked, it's always easier to answer "i'm okay"...
I love that those who really know me will always double check that answer...
Seeing certain screen names on my buddy list make me excited...
I love hearing "i love you," not "luv you" or "love ya" or any other variation there of, it has to be "i love you"...
I love that you happen to call the second i am thinking of you...
I love finding an awesome song and listening to it over and over and over again until i find a new awesome song...
I hate singing in front of people...
I love smiling just because someone else is...
I love being home alone, blasting my music, and singing at the top of my lungs (preferably in my underwear)...
I hate being alone...
I love being alone...
I hate the word "alone"...
I'm afraid of loving someone more than they love me...
I love when someone types "hahaha," you always know they are really laughing...
My favorite combination of food is apple juice and chocolate...
I hate that i always get a headache after...
I never cry over boys (okay maybe once...)...
I love watching good movies by myself...
Scary movies do not exist for me...
I hate waking up to an alarm clock in the morning...
I love being called a "best friend"...
I read my horoscope religiously...
I feel the safest in my bed...
I will always miss home... I finally realize what an incredibly lucky person I am...
I know that every shooting star is some sort of sign...
I don't believe in love at first sight...
My favorite color is purple...
I avoid eye contact whenever possible...
I'm a terrible driver (it happens...)...
I live for coffee...
Rain keeps me company...
When my mom calls someone "hot" i die a little inside.the end.
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