If you were someone else and you met your current yourself, what would you think of yourself?

It depends on who I was, because some people just don’t have enough patience to get to know me. And I’m a combination of different people, so each person would have a different view of me.

“Please, stop biting your nails”

To be honest, I think that people would think almost the same of me as what you said for yourself

Can I be a woman? A young woman with big … let us say “eyes”? A beautiful, rich young woman with big eyes who loves older guys with gray hair and lopsided smiles? Well, damn, I would want to screw that guy to death. Literally, until he stopped breathing. Then maybe it would be cool to resuscitate him again. Or not. See how it goes.

I think “When is he going to get a real job? For this his parents slaved to send him to college?”
“And what the heck does he do, anyway? Certainly not housework.”
“But he is in nice shape for his age.”

“Stay away from that fucker.”

I’d hate me. I know some people who share some of my bad qualities (insecurity, oversharing, talking too much about inane things) and they annoy the crap out of me at times. But I put up with those qualities and appreciate their good ones because that’s what I hope people will do for me.

I’d like me and probably would see myself as others do. friendly, funny, charming, easy going.
I am always, instantly, well liked and present ( genuinely ) as an open, easy to talk to and humorous personality. I have a gift for making people feel very comfortable and at ease. I have zero pretension and can get along with just about anybody, for a little while at least. haha

Depends on what I’m doing. Sometimes someone might think,, ‘she seems so sad’ other people might think ‘fæn utlander. Æ forstår ikke hva hun sier! ’ Others would think me friendly and open and enthusiastic about what I do. I don’t meet people socially very much. Casual chats at the bus stop with neighbours I see every day and a little interaction with suspicious work mates and a tiny bit of chatting with the parents of the kids at daycare when I have to. Other than that, I don’t go out and meet people.

I wouldn’t look much like what I thought I looked like.

My current self would probably avoid talking to my alternate self, so Alternate Ash wouldn’t get the chance to form an opinion of Current Ash.

I am fairly certain everyone is ashamed of me except my mom. My mom is like Janice in accounting and doesn’t give a fuck.

My aunt loves to talk about my wasted potential. I don’t care, I am happy.

I’m somewhat good at math and school and everyone thinks if I didn’t fuck off I could make tons. But I don’t care about money and just do enough to not worry about money.