I’m a girl. I have feelings. I overreact. I underestimate. I overestimate. I over think everything. I look too deep into everything’s meaning. I dream big. My expectations are high. I can tell when I’m being lied to but sometimes I wish I didn’t. Yes, I get jealous and I’m always scared I’ll lose people. I make mistakes. I have regrets. I hate being alone. I'm always late. I hate school. I never call anyone back. I don't like being wrong. I'm a huge procrastinator. I act like I'm a lot tougher than I am. I hate being ignored. I cry. I'm shy. I get annoyed with people too easily. I have enemies. I can't sing. I have horrible balance. I laugh really obnoxiously. I can't trust anyone with my life. Many things just seem to get to me. I’m the girl that has a few best friends and doesn’t need anymore. The girl that laughs the hardest at her own jokes. I’m the girl that will hang up on you, but then call you right back and say sorry. I’m the girl who will never leave your side when you need her. The girl who will go out of her way to cheer you up. I’m the girl who never sleeps without her teddy bear by her side. I’m the girl who believes in loving somebody forever. I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, and strange. But when I look in the mirror, I see a girl who's been through so much and yet still finds a way to smile at the past. I'm not perfect, but the beauty of it all is that I don't care.