Allow Me to Introduce Myself

I’d say I’m an enigma, but that’s too cliché,

so let’s just call me a beautiful contradiction.

A little too loud for the quiet rooms,

a little too quiet for the loud ones.

I trip over my own thoughts,

gasps dramatically at nothing at all,

speak in movie quotes like it’s a second language,

have a concerning knowledge of crime documentaries—

(if I ever disappear, check my last Google search.)

and finds humor in places it probably shouldn’t be.

(Therapy is expensive—laughter is free.)

I fall in love like I’ve never been hurt,

but hold grudges like they pay my rent.

I’m an extrovert who vanishes like a cryptid when overwhelmed

a people pleaser who secretly hopes people cancel plans

I romanticize my life one day,

then question my entire existence the next.

Growth? Oh, I’m working on it.

(Procrastination is part of the process, okay?)

I am contradictions stitched together,

a little chaos, a little charm.

But if you’re here, reading this,

welcome—

it means you might be a little like me.

And that?

That makes you dangerous.

(But in, like a fun way.)

If you relate to even half of this, congrats—we’re now emotionally bonded. Stick around for more of my existential musings, dramatic storytelling, and unsolicited conspiracy theories.