I'm busy being a twenty something year old. Whatever that consists of. 

I'm trying to find my way in the world. 
Writing is a way for me to express emotions that come with being a young adult. 
I still have NO clue what I want to be when I "grow up".
When I was younger, I thought I'd have my life together by now.
But I also learned that life doesn't go as planned. It's not fair either.
I'm a dog person but somehow I ended up with two cats?
I love them more than anything.
My favorite colors have always been pink & purple.
I'm an extremely picky eater. 
I feel bad for my family & friends who eat with me. 
They probably wish their food had flavor.
Despite my flaws they love me anyway. 
I'm an only child.
I hated it when I was little. I wanted someone to play with.
It taught me to entertain myself.
I've become a little too good at it.
I often find myself staying in instead of going out.
I know I will have more fun with me, myself & I.
I'm addicted to crime shows. Investigation Discovery- I love you.
If anyone knows how to be a detective without being a cop first, I'll be your best friend.
Why isn't shopping a legit career yet? 




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