Raw

I do not possess a peaceful persona. I'd like to think I do, but compared to others I don't at all.

I am loud at times.

I'm socially awkward.

I think blonde hair is beautiful, and sometimes wish I didn't have auburn hair.

I compare myself to blonde women and feel inferior.

I think respect is earned, but I give it freely because that's what I think human beings should do.

I love unconditionally.

I accept people for who they are.

I feel left out and left behind quite often.

I feel like I'm never good enough.

I think people walk over me because I let them.

I'm always the one left responsible for keeping communication.

I desire to be liked by everyone I know.

I disappear inside my head way more than I should. It's my quiet place.

I observe, rather than participate, in social settings.

I believe I'm doing my very best.

I like coffee.

I like Dr. Pepper and Coke.

I like junk food and fresh veggies.

I like eating out.

I like to cook and bake.

I like staying home.

I like to read. 

I like playing The Sims.

I like watching movies and tv shows.

I like staying indoors.

I like McDonalds.

I like vacuuming.

I like going to Mass.

I like learning.

I like science and history.

I like bread and French fries.

I like peanut butter and honey sandwiches.

I like to craft.

I hate trying on jeans.

I hate making beds.

I hate scooping the litter box.

I hate driving.

I hate confrontation.

I hate having animals in my house.

I hate my family dynamic.

I hate death.

I hate not knowing.

I hate cleaning the bathrooms.

I hate clutter.

I hate going to the zoo.

I hate exercising.

I hate doing my hair.

I hate paying for haircuts.

I hate bugs of any kind.

This is me. I'm much more simple and complicated than all of this, but its the best interpretation I can provide. 

Please, accept me and love me. Even amidst all my flaws.