Too much

 All my life, I've been told that I'm too much...

    Too angry
    Too loud
    Too irritated
    Too weird
    Too boyish
    Too uptight

    Too much to handle

 And guess what, I am all of that! But why does being too much always have to be a bad thing? Yes, I am too much, but that also means I love and get excited too much, amidst an ocean of negativity. I feel everything to the deepest, and one could argue it's annoying, but I like to believe it's what sets you apart. Rather than shrinking to help the world understand and doing things half-assed, I wear my heart on my sleeve. I want the world to know that I am too much and that not everyone has the power to handle this kind of too much, so the right people will eventually come along.

That being said, don't we all love being too much in one aspect of life or another, just to feel a little something? Don't you have a crazy obsession that makes you "you"? And that lil quirk doesn't have to be anything huge, it could simply be something like loving to hand-wash your favourite clothes, taking that one fork from one dwelling to the other, painting when life gets heavy, changing your bedsheets a lil too often, trying all kinds of teas, filling two bottles and transferring water from one to the other before drinking it, and the possibilities are infinite because that's what makes you "you".

So, go on and be too much, no matter what anyone says. You've just got one life, you might as well be too loud about living it and loving it!