I make mistakes. I have regrets. I hate being alone. I hate school. I don’t like being wrong. I act like I’m a lot tougher than I am. I hate being ignored.
I cry. I’m shy.I have my moods. I have enemies. I can’t sing. I have horrible balance. I laugh really obnoxiously.
My obsession with Lady Gaga is very dramatic, and dangerous at times.
I have also discovered my new love for butterflies and peacocks.
Many things just seem to get to me. My bestfriend is practically my sister.
I have high expectations. But the beauty of it is that I don’t care.
