27. When I first heard “Yellow” by Coldplay I was ecstastic. My favorite colour has always been yellow and everyone made fun of me for it (“Yellow?! You mean the colour of pee?!”) so when they made it into something so beautiful I was just really really happy.
26. I love psychological/crime/thriller books/movies/tv shows.
25. When people tell me that they think I’m really confident I feel both perplexed and relieved. Perplexed because I rarely feel confident but relieved because I’m able to hide it away most of the time in real life. I guess it’s easier because I spill everything on tumblr.
24. I am addicted to craisins.
23. I like talking about trivial problems because sometimes all I want to do is to run away from the bigger ones.
22. I became a pessimist to hide what a hopelessly hopeful optimist I am— because even if I’m disappointed I want to pretend I knew it all along so I won’t feel like a fool.
21. I think one of the reasons why I never pursue my feelings is because I can’t imagine anyone being able to bear with me long enough to return them.
20. When people seem to be too nice, I will question and doubt their intentions because I’m afraid to get hurt; but this usually results in others getting hurt by my suspicions instead.
19. I’m really jealous of people who look classy with red lipstick. It honestly makes me look like I belong on some street corner.
18. I tend to be really quiet when I meet people because I always say the wrong things and they end up disliking me a lot.
17. I’m really immature when it comes to liking someone. Almost as if a defense mechanism, I’d become a bit mean and distant until my feelings go away.
16. I love everything vanilla.
15. I don’t like cherry flavored things because cold syrups/tablets would always be cherry flavored, and the girl who tormented me in elementary school always wore a thick layer of cherry lip gloss.
14. I only drink cranberry juice from a glass, because it makes me feel classy.
13. When I was thirteen I thought the perfect age would be sixteen, because that would be when everything would be lovely.
That was the year I was the ugliest; both inside and out.