Hi, I’m Alex. I’m twenty years old and I feel like time is running out.

My favorite color is blue and I hate my smile.

I’m terrible at dancing, but I can do a mean Macarena.

My real height is 5’7″ but I tell girls that I’m 5’8″.

I haven’t read a book in a long time.

I love baseball hats, hand veins, and blankets. In that order.

Chick Flicks and Ben & Jerry’s are my guilty pleasure.

I recently cut off all my hair, thinking it would help me take control of something and build confidence. Turns out I look like Elton John got into a bar fight. Needless to say, I’m growing it out again.

I wrote an entire album about a woman who will probably never hear it.

People have called me relentless. I consider it a compliment.

I still don’t know how to ride a bike. To be honest, I’m still pretty clumsy on my own two feet.

I hate poached eggs, slow drivers, and Crocs. In no particular order.

Twenty hasn’t been too kind to me, but I’m still kickin’.

I got a back injury last year that put my career on pause. I became angry and drowned in self pity. I finally healed, and I vow to never be that person again.

Top three favorite things about myself? My tattoos, my eyelashes, and my ability to light up the room (or so I’ve been told.)

I get excited every time I see a dog or a baby.

I believe in second chances, aliens, and doing the right thing.

Ugly Hawaiian shirts are becoming a part of my wardrobe, despite making me look like a typical dad.

I believe that Saturday nights were meant to stay up late with friends, and rainy Sunday mornings were meant for hot coffee and self reflection.

I tend to fall in love really hard and entirely too fast. I just can’t seem to fall in love with myself.

Seeing my credit score go up is literally a sexual turn on at this point.

I still chase sunsets like there’s no tomorrow.

My musical heroes are Elvis, Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, and Michael Bublé.

I got my first gray hair at 16 and I have dyed my hair blonde ever since.

I am a lot of things. I’m loud, motivated, and curious.

But I am just as terrified of this world.

To put it simply, I’m Alex, a little closer.