Howdy; my name's Mina.
I have trouble thinking in a straight line and most of thoughts are
constantly jumbled. I trail off in mid-sentence in conversations. I
constantly feel lethargic. I'm in love with words. I talk a lot.
Sometimes I think I'm too loud. Sometimes I have nothing to say. I am
devoutly Christian; should you want to discuss anything about it with
me, feel free to message me anytime.
I procrasinate. I'm egotistical, narcassistic, and I can sometimes be
a downright jackass. I'm human. I'm emotionally driven. I don't like
people at school knowing that. I like pretending that I own the world.
I hate failing. I like coming first. I'm obviously not perfect. I'm
strange to most. I used to hate affection and intimacy. My friends
have changed that. I still have some trust issues, but just give me
One day, I'm going to going to find the right words, keep what they
mean, piece them together, and then I'm going to sew them together
with strands from my soul. I'm going to dye the fabricated story with
my love; I'm going to hope that I have made them right.
But for now, bear with me.