Creative block happens to me when I can no longer have one-sided conversations with myself.

Sometimes I talk to myself for comfort, but I refer to me as “you guys.”

I find it hilarious when I sneeze in threes.

I like laughing, but comedy shows don’t even make me giggle.

My best childhood friend was our neighbor’s fish.

I like watching the stars, but it’s usually too bright to see them, so I have glowing dots on my ceiling.

Freshman year in college is going great so far.

I don’t like looking into mirrors because I have a hard time looking away. I do give myself pep talk in them, though.

I can write an essay about anything, so I have no excuse to get a B on a paper.

I love my hair just the way it is.

I want a cat named “Egg” and a dog named “Cricket.”

I like crossing things off to-do lists, so I have three of them.

My sixth grade English teacher worked with me a lot to develop my writing skills because she saw “something special.”

If I could have any magical power in the world, it would be to tell when people are lying to me.

I don’t ever want a tattoo, but I think tattoos are wonderful works of art.

If practice makes perfect, and nobody’s perfect, why do we even practice?

Can I pay for my rent in laughs?

I think a lot of people who think they’re crazy are actually the sane ones. They just don’t know it yet.

I am fascinated by riddles.

I sometimes wonder how the floor feels about being walked on.

I talk to inanimate objects when I am lonely.

I love swings.

“Banana” is a funny word.

I am really scatterbrained sometimes, but it makes me who I am.

When I write, I’m not me.

I like the smell of damp trees.

Halloween is my favorite holiday because that day, everyone is on the same playing field.

I tend to spell “field” wrong.

Awkward is a work that looks like what it means.

“Teen” is an interesting concept.