Bibliophile|Wise Words Collector|Psych Tests Fanatic|Time Traveler|Civil Engr| A collection of paradoxes

"She was perpetually wrapped with uncertainty. Her pieces were stained from the stories of those she loved; she could never recognize whether the feelings that surfaced and tickled the surface of her being were her own or just a tease from the shards of the past stuck on her soul. Her each and every idea of how life is, how it will be and most importantly how it should be had a tad bit of flavor from people she loved and the books she read. She was a bundle of little homes and paradoxes sewed together to make a masterpiece. And you can be sure that she will never be sure about anything, for her life was a kaleidoscope image made from the pieces of far too many things."