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The person I like and why I like them.
- They're always there when I need them...they're trying hard to understand the mess up person that I am. I hope they won't give up, I'm trying my best to open up...and I hope they understand that it takes time. A long, long, time for me to adjust.
A famous person I’ve been compared to.
- No one.
5 things that irritate me about the same sex/opposite sex.
- None. I just don't give much fuck. They can do whatever they want, I won't give a single bother.
The best thing that has happened to me this week.
- Nothing.
Weird things I do when i’m alone.
- I talk to inanimate objects, I discuss my life with them. They're good listeners, they don't question my authority.
How I'd spend ten thousand bucks.
- Donate.
Things I like and things I don’t like about the way I look.
- I like my side-profile. I dislike the wrinkles under my eyes.
My last night out in detail.
- I went out for tea in a cafe near my building. I stopped by a decrepit looking apartment-where I would always go when I need my time alone- on my way home, I climbed 6 floors up to the rooftop and began to smoke a whole packet. It was newly bought the day before when I've finished my last pack, I astonished- in a not very positive way- myself when I realize so too. It appears so that I was too busy untangling my thoughts to realize that I was going overboard.
Something that makes me sad when I think about it.
- My childhood.
Something I've lied about.
- My childhood.
Would I rather be stranded on a desert island with someone I love for ten years or someone I hate for a month? Explain why.
- I would rather waste a month with the person I hate. I might as well get to know the punk for a month even though they probably won't open up. But who knows, what's to come.
Something I’m currently worrying about.
- Hah. My life.
One person from tumblr i’d throw off a cliff, one i’d marry and one i’d fuck.
- Hah, no. I won't answer this.
Something I do without realising.
- Crying.
Lyrics that apply to my current situation/mood.
- Linkin Park's Numb.
A drunken story.
- I barely drink, so none.
Something I regret.
- Staying alive.
Post a picture of myself.
- Nope.
My longest relationship and who it was with.
- None.
5 things I want to change.
- Life.
- Habits.
- Life.
- Life.
- Life.
Someone I’d like to be for a day and why.
- My mother. I would love to know what it is like to be her. What's like to deal with the things in her life.
5 things within touching distance.
- First and foremost I read touching as 'fucking'. The hilarity behind so, made me laugh. Anyway back to the question- A plastic bag, a pillow, another smaller pillow, a quilt and a blanket. Yes, I'm on my bed.
Story of my first kiss.
- It occurred with a very special someone, my cat. I tripped and fell , landing on my belly ( oh yes it was rather painful. ) my cat came along and noticed. Something must'v sparked in its mind for it came closer and leave a wet kiss on my lips. I was astounded for it pranced away. Not giving a single fuck after stealing my first kiss. Who said first kisses were to be with homo sapiens? No one.
