The truth is...

The truth is I start work at Panera in eight hours and thirty minutes. I should probably get to bed.
The truth is my butt still hurts from when I pulled a muscle from getting out of my car.
The truth is, even though I've been running lately, I'm getting nowhere physically because I had Outback two days in a God damn row.
The truth is, I'm terrified of living how I know I'm not intended.
The truth is, I never want to settle down and do only one thing.
The truth is, I love sex and I really want to study it without getting weird reactions for having such desires.
The truth is, I'm getting a headache.
The truth is, I'm nervous about starting at a new place.
The truth is, I'm tired of being new at so many establishments.
The truth is, money is more important to me now than it was two years ago.
The truth is, I doubt my intelligence when I really shouldn't.
The truth is I'm not smart enough to do great things.
The truth is I'm a horrible friend.
The truth is I'm a horrible person.
The truth is I want to taste the world.
The truth is, I want to be art.
The truth is I want to make art by being art.
The truth is Andrew wants to me finish what I started in regards to writing a screenplay and I know it won't happen because I give up halfway through everything because I'm bored.
The truth is I often wonder where my one true love lives.
The truth is, I'm not sure I believe in one true love anymore.
The truth is, I'm not grateful for what I have; instead I'm on the hunt for bigger and better.
The truth is, there may be nothing better than what I have now.
The truth is, I miss dancing in the rain
The truth is, I miss being myself.
The truth is, I feel like I will never complete college.
The truth is, I should drink water and sleep.