haven’t done one of these in a while…

i consider myself to be an old soul. 

this is going to sound… creepy.

i can decipher people, without seeing their face, particularly well by their body language, and how they walk…? even if that someone is barely an acquaintance. 

i’m a scarf freak.

i am literally in love with my room.

it is my sanctuary. i have my candles/incenses. my music. my movies. my pictures. my books. my guitars. it’s all organized since i’m slightly OCD. it’s dim, and i have my pretty Christmas lights and my lanterns. it’s just that one place in this fucking town i can go to and feel like everything isn’t spinning out of control.

i am enthralled by dangerous things. 

the apocalypse, natural disasters, cults, cannibals, insane conspiracy theories, diseases, ect. 

don’t ask me why, i’m fucked up. 

i fucking love the feeling you get when you’re part of a team.

i played soccer for 9 years… the feeling you get when your team is doing well, when your friend scores a goal, making a good defensive move, winning, even losing together. i just love the togetherness of it all. ya know, that feeling you get in your gut…? ugh. love it~

it fucking kills me when people doubt me. 

with celebrities and stuff… that i adore,

it really pisses me off when people call them by their full name. 

i honest to god have no idea why… but, i try to avoid calling them by their first and last names as much as i can.

i can’t call Timothy, Tim Lincecum. and i cringe when people say David Cook.

the only time i actually say their full names is when i’m talking to someone who wouldn’t know who i was talking about if i didn’t. but i literally hate it. and when i do say their last names, i tend to do it with some kind of sarcastic tone…

i’m so fucking weird. 

i really love staying in hotels.

it’s weird, i realize this. 

i totally love holiday stuff.

i’m a huge nerd when it comes to Halloween movies, Christmas music, lights, decorations, i enjoy it a little too much honestly. 

i’m always wearing at least three rings on my fingers.

i love rings. 

i love pumpkin everything. 

haven’t done one of these in a while…

i know pretty much every song on my iPod by heart… there are over 1,000 songs on said iPod. how is this possible? fuck if i know. i can’t even remember the quadratic formula. 

p.s. i have over 5,000 songs on my computer… i know a good chunk of the songs that aren’t on my iPod as well. 

the first thing i notice about a person is their eyes.

i adore eyes, i think they’re gorgeous… and they can tell so much about a person.

green is definitely my favorite <3

sometimes i legit, start to tear up/slightly cry when i re-realize the fact that i will never get to see the Beatles live…