I am easy to talk to.
I don`t know. I guess I like my eyes.
ME! I am great!
I hug him/her and smile all day.
I say "Thank you" and bring him/her a nice surprise too the next day.
I throw them away, I hate flowers.
I blush and wonder why.
That I am a nice person.
That I look fantastic.
That I am a badass. Or whatever.
I don`t receive compliments.
Maybe I dressed nice today.
Nothing, I try to enjoy it while I`m young.
Oh, mind your own business you creeps!
Maybe, I have something on my head.
As a nice, kind person.
As a hero/ model.
As a joker/bully.
I don`t know...I`m funny sometimes.
I can cook and play videogames.
I can take him/ her to nice places and fashion runways.
I may not smoke in his/her face. Maybe.
I`m too fat to leave her/him for anyone.
I try to be nice with everyone.
Mom asks me to come and meet them so she can brag with me.
I get out of the house.
I am afraid to meet new people so I stay in my room