Authenticity

Hello, my name is Anna Gray Smith, and...

My hangout clothes are an old, raggedy pair of rompers

acne is sprinkled all over my face

I don't wear a lick of makeup around the house

the vanity in my room has a lovely pile of papers and various other belongings stacked up on it

I cry over stupid stuff

it takes a whole lot of snaps to get the right photo of me

 I stay on a great exercise routine for about three weeks and then quit

I like fast-food,

I don't drink enough water

I look quite scary horrifying when I first wake up

I laugh at myself when nobody else thinks what I say is funny

quite a bit of my photos turn out blurry

I don't own a moleskine or a single piece of vintage clothing

I am not the healthiest eater

I could easily pass for Mr. Spock when my bangs aren't fixed properly,

 I don't have a Mac

 my money burns holes through my pockets

I feel rather awkward and quiet with large groups of teenagers 

my toenail polish chips frequently and I don't touch it up for days

I don't make straight A scores

I jump to conclusions way too quickly 

though I enjoy expressing my opinions, I am certainly not a pro debater or even close to a great debater

no matter how much I trim and file my nails, they are never perfectly even

I have the world's worst hand writing  

I don't own any pretty patterned duct tape

I am pale as a ghost

I eat way too much sugar filled goodness

I worry like crazy 

I'm not perfect.

That is part of who I am.


Who are you?