I’m not a size 4.
I don’t use my blinker while I drive.
18 unpaid parking tickets live in my visor.
I’m the loud one that tends to interrupt.
Too small isn’t the problem.
I eat dessert with every meal.
I will talk about sex & my life all day long.
Cracking jokes, there’s a time & a place for that, but I haven’t learned when or where yet.
I toot in my sleep.
I wake up early and expect everyone else to be awake as well.
I try new things and quit often.
Too small isn’t the problem.
I share opinions without being asked and rant for days.
I’m a complainer and I can’t keep a secret.
I’m a hypocrite.
I will forever choose to dance in the rain.
Awkward silences feel like it’s my duty to kill.
Too small isn’t the problem.
11.9.23
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