It bothers me that my hands are pretty and smooth now.
I don't mind telling people everything. If I don't I feel alone.
I have laugh lines already but it's like a permanent reminder of all the happiness I have.
My hands get clammy when I think about things that make me nervous.
I still get nervous thinking about gymnastics skills that used to scare me.
My feet smell a lot.
My biggest fears are being alone and people I love dying... which I guess coincide.
I think I put too much of my mind and self in the things I do, so I find myself disappointed a lot.