I like labels. A lot. I like to label myself. I really like it when other people label me. Today I saw this girl riding a bike and she just looked like such a fucking hipster and I realized in all my recent sorority behavior I forgot that other sorts of people existed. My identity has been bothering me as of late. I think it was dating someone so outside of myself that made me question it. He labeled me with things I wouldn't expect. He was surprised I was in girl scouts. It's all very confusing and I'm not sure if it really matter as it's rather inconsequential. I will still be the same, with or without a label. Just goddamn, I would love some sort of label.