Stolen from Sky, because it's 4am, and I'm still doing homework. On a Saturdaynight/Sundaymorning
Confession 1: Your biggest fear.
The unknown
Confession 2: Worst Nightmare.
The entire world was being slowly destroyed. Everyone I knew got burned alive, shot, butchered, ect, right in front of me, and I was the only one who didn't get killed. In the end, I was the only person left on the earth. By then, Earth was completely bare. Every building in existence got burned down. It was like a bare dessert. But it spread over the entire globe, and I was the only one.
Confession 3: Something you wish you could forget.
Nothing. My memories are the most precious thing I have. Even the bad ones.
Confession 4: Best dream.
Everyone I've ever been close friends with were all together. All of us were on this mass trampoline, just bouncing, giggling, in the beautiful spring sun, enjoying every moment, and just for once, we were all able to feel as if there was nothing bad in the world. Nothing could go wrong. Until the day ended.
Confession 5: Favorite memory.
Every one.
Confession 6: Worst experience.
Watching fireworks on the fourth of July. Suddenly, I fell over, just laying in the grass, and everything went blank. I could still hear every sound around me, but my head was exploding, and I wanted nothing more than to be shot, quickly, just to get it over with.
Confession 7: Biggest pet peeve.
Hipster. People use it SO FLIPPING MUCH. Hipster is apparently an adjective not a noun. I wasn't aware.
Definition: a person, especially during the 1950s, characterized by a particularly strong sense of alienation from most established social activities and relationships.
Huh. Not in regards to anything people use it for now.
Confession 8: Something you're paranoid about.
Connecter things on necklaces showing. I always have to turn them around on other people.
Confession 9: What you thought of your current best friend when you met them.
You are a badass.
Confession 10: Your strongest principle/belief.
That all people are people. Everyone has feelings, and no one is truly more important than another. Everyone matters.
Confession 11: What annoys you the most.
People who are extremely racist, and think that their race is the supreme one.
Confession 12: Something you want to do before you die
Cosplay everyone on my list.
Confession 13: Biggest regret.
There are too many.
Confession 14: Hidden talent.
None
Confession 15: Favorite thing about yourself.
My ability to make friends with someone in less than 5 minutes.
Confession 16: One thing you would change about yourself if you could.
I would make my left hand useful. He doesn't do much.
Confession 15: Worst habit.
I say "wonky/wonkity" too much
Confession 16: Most important person in your life at the moment.
All of my friends.
Confession 19: A skill you wish you had.
I wish I could act really well.
Confession 20: Biggest compliment you've ever received.
"I would have sex with that" *indicates one of my drawings*
Confession 21: What you hate most about society.
Racism.
Confession 22: Something that makes you cry.
People
Confession 23: Something that makes you laugh.
People
Confession 24: Most treasured possession.
All of my books
Confession 25: Something no-one expected you to like.
Uh...
Confession 26: Strangest hobby.
I keep all of my bus, day passes
Confession 27: Biggest ambition.
To study abroad in South Korea one day, and fully master the language.
Confession 28: Something stupid you used to believe in when you were younger.
That there really were wizards out there, who could perform real magic.
Confession 29: A random confession.
I hate tomatoes. They are so red, and yet Elena says that they are... delicious.
Confession 30: A few words to, honestly, describe yourself.
Conceited, arrogant, selfish, negative, skeptical, rude, and, I hurt people. Emotionally. A lot.