Life Worth Living

My name, as far as you know or care, is Truste. I’m a happy story with a sad ending kind of girl, except when it comes to real life. I’m a 20 year old student of political science and history, and have learned to say “I’m not sure yet” to all of the many many people who have asked me if that means I’m going to be a lawyer. I have an unhealthy addiction to obsession with iced cafe au laits and a penchant for making friends with the baristas who make them for me. I can’t spell, but I can write. I can’t add, but I can compose.

I’m too shy in large groups, too outgoing in small. I am a shameless flirt who is afraid to open up, a cynic harboring not so secret dreams of romance,  a girl who never quite grew up all the way and never quite wants to. I’m vain. I’m petty. I’m sarcastic and loud and sometimes I leap before I look. Here is the happiest person you’ll ever meet. Here is someone who just wants to be different.

Nobody I know knows about this blog, and nobody I know needs to. If no one in the world knew this blog existed it would be just fine with me. If you, the reader, read every post I write here and walk away thinking you know me, then you’ll be wrong. My life is so much bigger than my words can articulate, and I am so much more than a blog.

Truste