You may not understand why I can't stand vanilla candles or why I enjoy freshly cut grass, but you don't need to. I'm always looking for an inspiring story to share with this world. I sometimes cry myself to sleep at night, and it's not always because I'm sad. Don't worry, I'm just overly emotional, and I think too much. When people hurt, I hurt. That may be lame, or maybe it's not. I often times sing too loud and annoy those around me. I'm sometimes too realistic and other times I dream more than I should. I'm impulsive and pay for many stupid decisions. I try and learn from my mistakes but sometimes don't. I sometimes say things I don't mean and make a fool out of myself. I may come off to be very weak, or maybe you see me as strong. Who knows what I really am. I may just be an ordinary girl, or maybe a phenomenon. I doubt the phenomenon part. I often times think something small is the end of the world. I overreact and I'm sometimes insecure. Other times I'm a go with the flow type of girl that has immense confidence. I enjoy having fun, or you may see me as a bore. Who cares anymore? I bite my nails, and don't brush my hair. I've never said I'm perfect, nor have I ever tried to be. Perfection is different for all of us, I can only be me. Nothing less and nothing more, I just ask for you to look passed these imperfections and stand next to me forever. I dare you.
I Can Only Be Me.
You may not understand why I can't stand vanilla candles or why I enjoy freshly cut grass, but you don't need to. I'm always looking for an inspiring story to share with this world. I sometimes cry myself to sleep at night, and it's not always because I'm sad. Don't worry, I'm just overly emotional, and I think too much. When people hurt, I hurt. That may be lame, or maybe it's not. I often times sing too loud and annoy those around me. I'm sometimes too realistic and other times I dream more than I should. I'm impulsive and pay for many stupid decisions. I try and learn from my mistakes but sometimes don't. I sometimes say things I don't mean and make a fool out of myself. I may come off to be very weak, or maybe you see me as strong. Who knows what I really am. I may just be an ordinary girl, or maybe a phenomenon. I doubt the phenomenon part. I often times think something small is the end of the world. I overreact and I'm sometimes insecure. Other times I'm a go with the flow type of girl that has immense confidence. I enjoy having fun, or you may see me as a bore. Who cares anymore? I bite my nails, and don't brush my hair. I've never said I'm perfect, nor have I ever tried to be. Perfection is different for all of us, I can only be me. Nothing less and nothing more, I just ask for you to look passed these imperfections and stand next to me forever. I dare you.
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