I don't read as much as I would like, nor watch as many movies or TV shows as I would like. I work in a pharmacy, love helping people, scrapbook, study whatever interests me now that I've finished half of the psychology degrees I want (need?), and hang out with the awesomest people; my friends.
I'm nerdy (geeky also?), shy, insecure, a dork, nervous, heteroromantic asexual (I like having a "label" that confirms I am not weird or "wrong", so whilst I may not fall into the box, I consider myself on the spectrum), slightly lonely (lonely and alone are different), occasionally funny and am a proud introvert (I don't think you should be ashamed if you like to spend time by yourself with yourself) =P
I love science-fiction and magic. Doctor Who. Literally, the best show ever. I love it; you have no idea how much...
And now, a continuation of our previous investigation into whether I am literally the only person in the world, speaking to myself in a fit of madness caused by my inability to admit the tragedy of my own existence.
my life got about a thousand times better once i stopped censoring myself
and by censoring i don’t mean i suddenly embraced indiscriminate swearing; i mean i stopped trying to sugarcoat my past or my feelings; i stopped lying by omission; i stopped having guilty pleasures; i began unabashedly enjoying whatever i liked; i became very honest; i cut out of my life poisonous people and negative ideals, and i am so, so much happier for it