Height: 5’3, almost. I’m too short
Hair Color: Dark, dark brown. Deceivingly black, but against black clothing obviously brown. An ex-boyfriend of mine used to insist I had black hair, it was brown.
Eye color: Brown, but not deceivingly as any other colour. Clearly brown. As long as I can remember I’ve wanted green eyes, but then I just start singing in the misty morning fog with Our, our hearts a-thumping and you, my brown-eyed girl and I stop wishing, like always, to change another part of myself
Freckles: Hidden ones on my shoulder, on my nose
Best feature: I like my hands and have really long eyelashes, and my back, shoulders, clavicles
Worst part of your body: Oh I have so many complexes, don’t get me started
Scars: On the knees, I fell/fall a lot. My feet and my brain can’t align
Tattoos: Animals
Piercings: Just my ears, but have had nose and vertical labret in the past
Disease: I have weird things that go on inside my brain/inside my body
Broken bones: Never, but I’ve had a broken muscle (guess which one?)
Phobia: Underwater, gears/machines/technology
Obsession: Aesthetics, women
Fear: I can fold my tongue in interesting ways
Best feeling: Balance, better than any euphoria - more difficult to achieve