I’m a bundle of contradictions. And not in a romantic, artsy way – in a real, sometimes concrete way.
I love to win, but sometimes I don’t mind losing.
I get confused between ‘s and s’, but I am a grammar Nazi.
I always want a balcony with a sweet (not great, just sweet) view, but I sit in my balcony with my back against the outside.
I love the rain, but I hate being stuck in it.
I like the feeling of wind ruffling through my hair and making contact with me – changing me forever, but I always tie my hair up and wear a scarf around my neck when its windy.
I often visit places that are grand and big and make me feel inconsequential, but I find real joy in eating hot, boiled corn on a slightly chilly day.
I love Joseph Gordon-Levitt, I don’t always get his movies.
I don’t always make sense, I always want to.
I don’t care enough, and sometimes that breaks my heart.
I sometimes have troubles with life, but I always want to live it.
I am not perfect, anyone can tell you that, and i don’t have all the answers, but I always ask questions.
I am a bundle of contradictions, and, for now, that would have to be enough.