over time i have found out who i truly am. i do not write for other people, but for myself. i have spent the majority of my life caring what i thought and ignoring what others would say. i only notice people because of the way they make me feel, or the things they do because of the ways it benefits me. i am not self conscious and i have never been. i spend much too long being proud of myself and not other people. in the worst kinds of ways, i am selfish. i am vanity.
YOU ARE READING
consumed.
Teen Fictionif you aren't careful, you might just let your emotions c o n s u m e you.
