Today I talked to my old writing professor and he asked me how I was and I said "I am fucking awful". He told me tell me about yourself and I said I have nothing positive to say and he said just write about yourself, only positive things, lie if you have to, send it to the people you love and who love you too. Tell them to pick out the things that aren't true according to them. So here goes.
"There is a braveness in you that you are not acknowledging. But I have seen it now."
I am braveness in a body, I've got nerve and I am so stubborn. I am observent. I am selfless. I am daring. Intimidating. I have got the values of chivalry. I am courteous. I am kind, patient, tolerant, I am loyal. I am witty, intelligent. I carry wisdom, originality, acceptance, individuality. I am extraordinary, one that has never lived before me. I am compassionate, I am bashful and gracefully unskillful. I am clever and ideal. I am resourceful, talented writer and lover of all things beautiful. I am complex and consuming. I am reliable, unconventional, dreamy, scary but lovely. I am lively, malencholic but hopeful. bold and breathless, mysterious and meschivious, very hard to ignore. I blur evrything around me. I am good to others. I am thoughtful, wonderful, fierce. I am strong. I am charming, delightful. I am passionate. I am caring. I am easy to talk to, to be with, to love. I am deserving and empowering. I have good ideas and beliefs. I am warm hearted and gentle. I am humble. I am down to earth. I am outgoing and inspiring. I am understanding. I make good choices. I make other people want to be better. The world could use more people like me. I am a positive influence in other people's lives. I am good at giving advise. I am fearless. I make people feel comfortable. I am good with words and always know what to say even if I stutter. I am worth it. I am loved and important. I am respected.
I am beautiful. Not pretty, beautiful. Right after I wake up, right after I shower. Right after I cried, right after I am all dolled up. I have the most beautiful eyes that look like Lipton tea with honey. They're hazy and my lashes are made of the same things and butterfly wings. My hair is always messy and in the way, it is wild. My lips are refreshing and tempting and my nose is very cute. My smile makes hearts ache. Make angels fall but is healing all in one. All the freckles are like stars in my sky and my skin is soft, so if you rest your head on my tummy you'll be in the clouds. My voice is sweet and silky. It cradles you and reminds you that you will be okay. My arms feel like home. I am mellow. Not easily noticed, but once perceived, you'll never forget me. I am short but it compliments my figure. I am absolutely alluring. I am comely.
So lie to me and tell me all this is true.
10:39 p.m.
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