I love lots of things. I love lots of people. I love my life choices. I love my lifestyle. I love my friends. I love my hobbies. I love my path.. But I hate more things than I love. I hate my hair. I hate my face. I hate my eyes. I hate my lips. I hate my nose. I hate my acne. I hate my hands. I hate my feet. I hate my legs. I hate my stomach. I hate my attitude. I hate my feelings. I hate my emotions. I hate my actions. I hate myself... But really the thing I hate the most... Is my height... I'm really super tall for my age and I look older than I really am. I hurts a lot of things more than it helps.. I can't even think about looking at guys at my age because I'm taller than everyone, and because I'm tall, I intimidate people and scare people away. Today I had a great time with my friend and he is fairly shorter than me, and he confessed that the first time he met me, he was scared and intimidated by me but now that he actually talked to me he isn't... And that's the thing. People get intimidated by me and they don't even know me. The don't know that I'm actually a kind and high spirited person usually. I'm weird and awkward but I'm not scary... Am I...?
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My Public Diary
Non-FictionThe inner thoughts I have each day. My release of stress and secrets. This is my personal public diary. (Triggering)
