I like colors that don't match, but make a great match.
I love those times when I'm alone and the music makes me really cry.
I think I would rather die cold than really hot.
I don't eat cereal unless someone else is with me, and if I do, something special is happening that day.
Sometimes, I don't understand why Sylvia Plath is amazing to everyone else, and it makes me feel really dumb.
I like it when my room is really cold and my blanket is real thick and warming.
I like making and giving things to people.
I am more of a one-on-one person rather than big groups.
I only really like baths if someone else is there with me, otherwise it just feels gross.
I love when I can just kiss someone, and that's it, it doesn't have to progress into anything else.
I can't stand butterscotch or licorice because they were something that my dad absolutely loved.
I believe in ghosts and spirits and all that jazz, mostly because I know a lot of people who've died, and I refuse to believe that there's nothing, because the idea of nothing is why I'm afraid of the dark.
I can't deal with being alone, at all, I'd rather be with someone I absolutely hated than be completely alone.