Some self-reflection.

I'm an extremely emotional person, but I don't like to show it. I fear confrontation and am intimidated easily. There are those whom I admire to the point of idolization, and those who help me see my flaws. I don't like my conversations to be heard, and I daydream excessively. I cry while bearing my testimony, listening to music, and when people are upset with me. Clean rooms help me think, and I appreciate the color white. I find good grammar attractive and I'm constantly second-guessing myself. I'm one of those people who constantly writes letters to themselves to be opened in later years. I recognize what I have, and what I don't as well. I tend to exaggerate the melancholy. There's a perfect picture in my head of my full potential, but unconsciously I aspire for other things. I listen to the lyrics and write down the ones that make me think. I'm a cursive-writer and a scripture-reader. "Don't try to be anybody but yourself, because that's what makes you not swaggy." -Justin Bieber