I am young and I am invincible and I am alive.

I like things loud. My music, my voice, my arguments, my car. I refuse to pass through quietly.

I like things bright. My hair, my nails, my clothes, my thoughts. I refuse to show a watered down version.

I like things different. My habits, my personality, my quarks, my friends. I refuse to conform to what everyone else is doing.

I like things unpredictable. My adventures, my day, my conversations, my mood. I refuse to waste my life spending my time on repeat.

I like things spicy. I like things exciting. I like things happening. I like things interesting. I like things new. I like things happy. I like things.

I am young and I am invincible and I am alive and I like it that way.