My name is Ashley and I like to think.
I mean, think really hard until it warps my mind in 20+ different directions and I don't know who I am anymore.
I guess I like myself better when I don't recognize myself in the mirror... I like myself when I think that everything else isn't going to be okay.
It makes me nervous when others try to figure me out because I haven't figured me out.
But for those of you who are curious, my personality type is INFP. Same as Shakespeare's.
And at the end of the day, we all want to know that we'll wake up next to someone we care for the next morning.
But I am impractical and not blessed in the area of common sense, so for all my smarts...
Outwitted again.
I'm a poet by nature, by now you should know.
Other than that, I try to embrace ambiguity. Keep things loose, yet structured. All you have to do is move your mental brackets over.
I change my mind more than a model changes in a fashion show.
History repeats itself.
I'm a redhead on the inside. You know... intense. Fiery. A little scary.
On the outside, though? I'm just an opinionated, overly romantic klutz.
I like being around real people, and that could be my biggest downfall.
I also like nice things. I'd rather have a few nice things in a cardboard box than multiple average things in an average Suburban neighborhood.
First impressions are usually inaccurate, but to really get to know someone takes years. So that second or third impression could still be helter-skelter.
I want to be taken seriously when I can barely take myself seriously.

And my biggest fear is to be forgotten.