who gets lost, with an empty tank of gas, on the way to school and freaks out because she keeps turning into the wrong lane... going the wrong way.

who washes her face at least five times a day but refuses to shower more than three times a week.

who literally sits in her closet because it calms her and makes her want to go to sleep but can't actually do so when she lays down because her body hurts for no reason.

who loves certain insects, black birds, sea creatures, and vampires a lot more than she loves most human beings.

who sings, as loud as she can, throughout most of the day until her throat is sore.

who would rather hang out taking pictures and writing in abandoned apartment houses in the middle of fields than be around people doing "normal" things.

who wishes to be a mermaid because nothing makes her happier than the ocean.

who has such an overactive imagination she slips into characters so she will never get bored with herself.


who needs to go to sleep.