I’ve always been a little bit (or a lot) ‘different.’ I am quirky, clumsy and messy… so freaking messy. I blurt shit out like a 5 year old that can’t wait until it’s her turn to speak. I can’t send a text message in one shot. I can’t sit and type out the entire message because if I did, by the time I got to my point, I wouldn’t remember what the actual hell I was trying to say. So I rapid fire those bitches before I forget. I talk incredibly fast, for the very same reason. I have so much to say – my thoughts bounce around in my…