Hey! Brittni here.
I collect quotes. I read. John Green is definitely the most incredible genius of our century. Music is the best invention. I love photography. Acting and I are chill, and maybe one day I’ll be on the big screen or Broadway. I have this obsession and addiction with tea. I believe that “thinking” ought to be a profession, because we are quite well acquainted. The unknown is not a fear of mine, and I dream of chasing horizons.
In rough times, I spend my hours writing poetry. It’s all that I can see-all that I can think. Helps me get my feelings out, you know? It’s like a drug to me. If I don’t have a pencil and my notebook, I just go insane. Not the worst addiction in the world though.
I love that people can trust me. I have secrets dating back to kindergarten still flowing around my brain. And even when I’m mad, my strings have been pulled, and I want to burst, those secrets remain inside.
I adore singing, my guitar, saxophone, and piano.
While it is impossible to name all of my favorite music artists, Paramore, Shinedown, Ingrid Michaelson, Three Days Grace, Ed Sheeran, and Mumford & Sons are some of the first to come to mind.
I also love to talk. People and I tend to get along well, which is a good thing, as there are a lot of us in this world. Despite this, I am extremely quiet at times, and like sitting alone reading a book rather than socializing.
My biggest inspirations are John Green, Hank Green, Hayley Williams, and Emma Watson.
One day I am going to be President of the United States. I am going to change the world.
I adore travel and adventures.
One of my greatest faults is that I care too much. Some people say that’s why they love me-but when I see it hurt the ones I love, it kills. I want to make everyone else smile, be happy, enjoy life. In the process, I tend to forget about myself. But when I make someone’s day, seeing the happy twinkle in their eye, it makes me feel accomplished. And I’m talking “happy”, not “content” or “alright”. Real true happiness. It’s the best kind of wealth to spread.
Oh, and one last thing, as you’ve already figured out that I set out to write a paragraph and end up with a novel - I like to believe that everyone is equal. We’re all human, and I think people tend to forget that. If one person breaks promises, another does drugs; if one does drugs, another cuts because they don’t get enough love; if one cuts, another stands as a bystander his whole life. What I’m getting at is that no one is better than anyone else. If we were all salads on a scale, one would have less lettuce and more tomatoes, and the other side might have fewer tomatoes and more olives. Our faults factor in somewhere, and sometimes, we only see our own faults, and think that someone is much better than us—when in reality, you just haven’t picked out their rotten tomato from the bowl yet. We are all equal. No one is better than anyone else. Sometimes people rub off on each other in a bad way because some nights when you don’t want the same salad you had the night before, if people are too similar, they see themselves in the other person’s eyes and run. When it comes down to it, we are afraid of ourselves. You are never alone. Don’t forget it.