Once again a person in my life always suprises me. Sometimes I keep my expectations high for some people because I think they actually care about me. People use me all the time for a multitude of reasons and I guess that's okay as long as they're happy. I let people use me in hopes that they'll wanna to keep me around. At the end of the day I always end up alone mentally and physically. I guess I'll say im the most complicated person in the world. I only show certain traits about myself to other people. I feel like no one really knows the real me and that's okay sometimes . No one knows me better than I do. I know that no matter what I do or say I will always be misunderstood because people make assumptions all the time.
