I don’t want to pretend that I’m stronger for it all
I don’t want to pretend that the sadness is gone <3
Hands Like Houses songs have helped me so much. I love those dudes.
Ralph Waldo Emerson once said “To be yourself in a world that is trying to make you something else is a great accomplishment”. The obvious answer to the question, ‘’ who am I?’’ Is that I am a 16 year old girl in presentation secondary school with brown hair and blue eyes. But this doesn’t define who I am in person, the answer to the question cannot be found in a person’s birth certificate, his/her religion or his diploma, but it is found in a person’s heart and soul.
I am the breath I take, the blink of my eyes, the beating in my chest, the pulse in my veins. I am a unique and extraordinary human being.
I’m Gabby and I like to laugh so hard it makes me cry, guitar solos that make me stop whatever I’m doing, the bass notes in songs, blowing out candles, ripping jeans, overhearing phone calls on buses, spending a whole day reading or watching Sherlock, having to buy every owl related thing I see, views that take my breath away, clean sheets, being alone at the cinema, knowing all the words to a song, finding money in pockets, when silly people say profound things, when sensible people act insane. I like hugs that last an awkward length of time, stars in the sky, photos of ancestors, green tea and climbing trees. I like refusing to get out of the car when a brilliant song is on the radio, books that make me cry, hats, getting bizarre compliments. I like making people laugh, feeling motivated, feeling lazy, walking on the beach, getting things in the post, losing all my dignity when removing skinny jeans, Christmas, playing air guitar, collecting postcards, going on planes alone. I like zombies and all things gross. I like making lists, doodling on everything including exam papers. I like the sound of the ukulele and the sound of the tea spoon hitting off the side of the mug when stirring tea. I like feeling infinite and feeling like I belong. I’m in love with people I will never meet. I always dream about the things that can never come true. I certainly want clothes which I won’t be able to afford. No matter how realistic these thoughts are… I will never stop pondering about them. I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. I live in a town that everyone seems to hate, yet they never seem to leave. I consider myself a lost soul in this strange world. But I think everyone’s a little lost and that’s okay.
I’m scared. I’m scared every second but I have big dreams, big ideas. I have passion and determination. I want to make a difference in my life and maybe in the lives of others. I want to see the world. I want to do amazing things. I want to meet amazing and inspiring people. I want to take something from every person, every experience and use it to form a stronger, wiser, more defined me. I want to have stories to tell. I want to make something that will last, something that I can be remembered by. I want to make people smile. I want to make them think. It doesn’t matter where you come from, it doesn’t matter what you look like. The only thing that matters is who you are and what you want to do. That’s the idea. That’s what it’s all about, to do something radically different.
This is who I am. I am me. The one and only me.