Wow, this thread is just like a roller-coaster. One page it's funny as hell, but the next there's some serious shit here. Mine isn't as serious as others but I thought I'd share.
! Well, I act nice, funny, and crazy, but inside im seriously insecure. I try to be my nicest because I want friends. The reason is because in my younger years I was an outcast, the one everyone picked on. You know, The Person Sitting at the Lunch Table by Herself Reading a Book. But yeah, since I have a lot of older brothers, I've turned out as a tomboy. This clearly clashes with my insecurity so I come out looking like a funny, sarcastic girl who can fight with a guy and talk back just as easily. But when something actually hurts someone, I feel hurt as well. So that's why Im always sarcastic, even when Im serious, so that if it did offend someone, they would think i was kidding. It's a safeguard I suppose. I don't really like complimenting myself because people might think im stuck-up and I want to be friends with as many people as possible. People think I'm carefree, and I think that's why I think they like me. But I'm seriously not.
! I think about my death, and my family's death a lot. Its wrong, and I shouldnt be thinking about these things, but I do. I think about how they(or me) die, and sometimes last words. Then I think about the aftereffect. Either, my reactions about my family, or my family's reactions about my death. I usually end up tearing up at the end.
! Another thing is that I feel I don't cry enough. The only time I cry is when im insanely sad or im extremely pissed, neither of which happen very often. So I think that's why I try to urge myself to cry sometimes, if only to make me feel weak, because Im always so strong.
Sorry for the wall of text and I hope I didn't bore you~