I don't make sense.

The most open person you meet can crawl into a shell when she doesn't want to let you know she's upset or afraid.
The girl who doesn't care what you think needs reassurance.
The girl who hates when people worry tells you when anything is happening in her body.
The most over dramatic person alive thinks drama gets old.
The laziest honors student freaks out because she's stressed.
The girl who finds fat repulsive just ate a bag of candy corn.
The girl who hates to show weakness probably cries the most.
A total extrovert just wants to be alone.


I don't make sense.
I want to.
Am I a hypocrite?
I guess so.