I like the past.
I want to adopt kids.
I hate juvenile gay boys.
I'm starting to love my life.
Art makes my world go round.
I could really care less about things.
I hate that feeling of nauseating anxiety.
My closet friends matter the world to me.
I'm generally known as spontaneous or silly.
I sometimes think about sad things and laugh.
I've stopped my dream of being an artist to persue nursing.