I Am NOT Simone de Beauvoir.

I am behaving in an absurdly foolish manner.

I am enjoying this enormously.

I am tall.

I am getting thinner, hopefully.

I am Peter Pan.

I am a respectable adult, thank you very much.

I am a geek.

I am a Neil Gaiman stalker.

I am a phan.

I am an STD.

I am an STD in a way that is not the way you thought of when you read the above.

I am not Dolly Parton.

I am an older, more cynical Anne Rice.

I am Lestat.

I AM HEATHCLIFF!

I am making gratuitous Wuthering Heights references.

I am so obnoxious.

I am happy.

I am an idiot.

I am a hick.

I am a sophisticate.

I am confused.

I am a songbird who sings that sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

I am I am I am.

I just am.

I am female.

I am male.

I am androgynous.

I am me, as opposed to a reflection of the person/people I love.

I am me, as opposed to a reflection of the person/people I love.

I am me, as opposed to a reflection of the person/people I love.

I am me, as opposed to a reflection of the person/people I love.

I am a vacation.

I am alone.

I am crowded.

I am crazy.

I am sane.

I am Franz Ferdinand, yes, all of them.

I am Garfield the cat, not the president.

I am Allan Ginsberg, but less talented.

I am confused.

I am writing a stream of consciousness.

I am so drunk I don't mind if you kill me.

I am explaining to you that the above was a Franz Ferdinand lyric from the song Jacqueline and so you don't have to worry about my stability.

I am happy.

I am happy.

I am I am.

I am writing experimentally.

I am in love with Holden Caufield.

I am Holden Caufield.

I am not Holden Caufield.

I am bored.

I am not.

I am.

I am going to make somebody love me.

I am a troubled, conflicted young teen.

I am a seagull.

I am a fourteen year old wishing she was Chekhov.

I am Bob Dylan.

I am a squirrel.

I am a question mark.

I am going to go to the bookstore now.

I am a vampire.

I am looking for my Marius.

I am not Cosette, in case that crossed your mind.

I am Cosette.

I am Eponine.

I am Gavroche.

I am Enjolras.

I am making dear old Victor Hugo spin in his grave.

I AM JEAN VALJEAN!

I am Kat ValKat!

I am really not funny.

I am hysterical.

I am sorry.

I am behaving in an absurdly foolish manner.