Hello, I'm Trash

thinks

I have this weird thing, where I listen to a song, and my mind shoots to a character. Maybe one that doesn't even exist yet- but it blossoms and grows into something (i consider) amazing. Oh, Hi, by the way.

There's another thing where someone will say a word, and in my mind, it will show up in a very specific color and font. Like, at the moment, the name "Rose" is a pale yellow, and in bubble letters.

When I think, I think... differently than some other people. Not opinion wise (all the time) but processing information. I hum a tune that makes it easy to remember, or I associate it with a color, or song, or even person. That's how I remember things (even though I'm Dory).

When i tell people about any of these, they'll be like, "Oh, same!" and go off talking about it. At first I feel relieved that perhaps I am not insane, but then they just don't get it. And then I'm going back to thinking I'll end up in a loonie bin. I'm a very neurotic person.

Writing and music is just about the only thing that keeps me from believing the world will end. When you think of famous writers or authors, like Anne Frank and J.K. Rowling, you realize they went through a pretty difficult time in their lives. Anne's was fairly obvious, while Rowling's was really not well-known. She had contemplated killing of Ron Weasley in the middle of Harry Potter, in fact, when she was not in a happy place. That kind of gives me hope, weirdly. I love writing, but i'm so terrified that something about me will make e unsuccessful. Like my anxiety, or gender, or looks.

But then I realize- these people, my inspiration- they were rejected again and again by society because of who they were, and whether or not they had a penis. I know I'm getting quite off topic, but my mind just went there.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed my idiocy for a short while.

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Dare to Dream and Dream to Dare,

~Rose~