26. A time when you hurt someone’s feelings but don’t regret it.

Hmm... I don't think there is a time like that. I can't remember not regretting hurting anyone.

27. List 5 things you want to do in your life.

1. Find true love.
2. See the Northern Lights.
3. Go to Paris; the Eiffel Tower.
4. Own a horse.
5. Go to all my favourite bands/singers concerts!

28. Your most prized possesion and why.

My diary. Because there are so many memories and everything in it. It's basically my life, though sadly not since I was born. Still, though. So many of my thoughts are in there, so yeah.

29. A place where you feel most comfortable. A person you feel most comfortable with.

A place I feel most comfortable would be in a field, lying on a chair, alone and staring at the stars. Trust me, the feeling is incredible. It's like, it's just you but you don't even feel alone. And all you do is think. You even think of the bad things, but for some reason, it doesn't feel the same way as it does when you think of the bad things in bed at night. Under the stars, everything just feels better, calmer.

A person I feel most comfortable with is myself, because truth is, everyone judges you no matter what. Whether or not they tell everyone or keep it to themselves, everyone judges and I can't stand judgement. Sometimes, the best thing to do is to keep everything to yourself, where the only person who can judge you is yourself.

30. Who are you? When are you you? When are you not you?

I am someone you try to figure out for yourselves. I won't tell you. I give a lot of hints, though, through my writing and my blogging and tumblring, but it's up to you to notice the little things. I am me when I am alone, by myself. Or when I'm with animals. There are four people also, whom I feel like myself when I'm around them. I am not me when I'm with everybody else (aside from the four people, that is). I am not me when I'm with my parents, when I'm with most of my friends. Only those four people am I myself.

Love♥
Zeal.



Read between the lines, look past the surface. Because everything is never as it seems.