Broken

It was just me, a notebook, and my thoughts.

I have never been the most social person. I have a few friends, and that's really all I need. I'm not one of those girls that needs to go to parties every night, I'm happy at home writing.

Writing is what I love to do. Most people don't see the beauty of literature. You can create places and people that you could only dream of meeting. Writing is my escape from the real world.....

Don't get me wrong, I have a pretty good life. My parents are always around, they're supportive, and give me what I need to be successful. I'm lucky to have the life I do, I just can't help but think that something is missing.....

I've always been fairly happy. I have all the friends I need, and a few guys have come and gone. I always seem to get screwed over by guys though, so I'm hesitant when it comes to the guy front.

It's safe to say that I'm not model material, but I'm not ugly either. I'm just me.... Dirty blonde, curly hair that seems to be getting slightly darker as I age, causing my blue-green eyes to pop, and average height.

That's all I really need in my life.

Just me, a notebook, and my thoughts.... Or so I thought.