so, i xanga stalked hawk just now, im fully, fully aware of how absurd this is. also, you do it to, so shut up.
anyway, he said:
I think that whatever God was doing when he made me, he was leaning toward "interesting, with a large dash of fucked up."
&, i couldnt have put it better when describing myself. except, im not sure that interesting wouldnt be exchanged with weird. i know that im weird, and im not your average 25 year old girl. believe me, i know. i live it. but, i dont ever realize just how weird i am, until i tell someone something & they're just like "really...?"
which, this is the thing. im fine with those things, i really am. in fact, i think they are things that make me who i am. (i mean, obviously.) i know its weird that i had never eaten a steak until a month ago. i know. there are a million stupid, weird things about me. you all know this.
im shy around boys & new people. im generally convinced that no boy wants anything to do with me, under any circumstances. these things do not make my life easier.
i think im just scared that im not ever going to find anyone who can appreciate my weirdness, and, if not appreciate the actual things, appreciate that they make me who i am.
does that make sense?
also, sorry i xanga stalked you, hawk, if you read this.
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xanga stalking happens to the best of us, and more than alot to the rest of us.