its not that bad. i was adopted when i was 4. and had my mom as an imaginary friend until i was 8. i became her mini me. it still scares my "brother" how much i look like her. i was one of those scary children that never said anything but could give you chills if i looked at you. i still do that at times but i'm not as bad now. i'm random, stuck in the 80s, grunge, pop princess, indie , and sometimes a country girl all rolled in to one. i'm a flirt. i'm a tease. i'm a b***h. i dance to the music in my head. i laugh at things that never really happened. i get imagination confused with reality. i'm a free spirit.