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think things to death. stupid silly things, like what shirt to wear can take me hours. but i can decide to quit a job in a matter of seconds.

do stupid things like drink too much.

shut people out of my life without the slightest hesitation.

am loyal to a fault and expect the same in return.

still don't know what i want to do with my life, and i doubt i ever will.

have an addictive personality. listening to a new song a million times in a row can't be normal behavior.

have a weird attraction towards kelly clarkson.

can't roller skate, or blade, ditto for ice skating.

have always wanted to ride a horse, but i'm sure i'd punk out if i had the chance to.

have seen the atlantic ocean, but got cold feet when you gave me the chance to see the pacific. and coldplay.

fall in love with the character in any book, tv show, or movie that most people hate. the troublemaker who does all the wrong things for all the right reasons.
-sydney melrose place
-gina santa barbara (if you know her, i so love you)

am insecure.

have bursts of being shallow.

get all gooey in the knees when someone makes me a mix cd.

dreamed, as a little kid, of a future where i traveled around the country writing, living out of a suitcase, going from job to job in state after state.

spend too much of my time missing people.

tend to live in the past and measure too much of the present with things from my past.

hate talking on the phone.

love being alone in my car with the windows down and the music up very very loud.

want a dog.

and a baby.

hate that my sister lives so far away.

hate that you call me and ask me to hang out like it's not a big deal, when we all know that it is.

love my amazing, and insane, friends and wonder what one thing i did right to deserve them. even the ones who live in far off places like college park and brisbane.