Secret number one.

I wish I was a ballet dancer.

My mother’s addiction to alcohol has led me into a great depression.

I block every unfortunate event of life out of my head.

I’m too serious for my own good.

I’m completely interested in the arts and political science, but people don’t take me seriously when I say that. I tell everyone I am best at science, but I’m failing.

My relationship is crumbling under my feet because I tend to be bipolar.

I can’t trust any of my best friends. I’d much rather trust a complete stranger.

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