To Whom It May Concern,

I am the strangest person you will ever know. I will confuse you. I am defensive to a fault. I am humble, yet sometimes unwilling to take responsibility for my own mistakes or missed oppurtunities. I am more insecure than you will ever realize and I work hard to not show this. I have messed up way beyond your comprehension.  I feel equally wise and stupid for mistakes I have made in the past. I am a fast learner, but I don’t retain much. I remember things that would blow your mind. I think about you way more often than you can possibly be thinking about me.  I think of myself only when forced, and even then it feels selfish even though logic tells me it isn’t. I have failed but am not a failure. I’ve said I love you without meaning it but didn’t know it at the time. I am much more clever than you think. I have secrets and I plan on keeping them.  I hold things in, even though I try not to. I hate confrontation and try like hell to avoid it. I can over analyze a sentence into an entire string of phrases you never meant to say. I take things personally, especially when i’m instructed not to.  I’m sensitive but strong. I enjoy a good cry now and again. I really do care what you think of me. I am impossibly random. I am not yet sure of my purpose in life. I will always consider myself a realist rather than a pessimist. I can be clingy. I can be distant.  I am complicated but not high maintenence. I love sex but only with one person. I have trouble communicating my feelings to others. I use humor as a sheild and often laugh at things that really aren’t funny. I am cocky only in thes sense that I think I have good taste in certain things. I am constantly comparing myself with others while at the same time dishing out advice to others to avoid this exact thing. I am a total weirdo and have trouble relating to most of the human race. Still like me? Check yes or no.

Sincerely,

me