I'm so many things.  wild , crazy, indecisive, fun!
You name it. But all I ever wanted to be is me.
Becus I find it difficult to love myself at some point. I just want everything to be perfect.
But reality is far from perfect. So why trying to survive, I live in my fantasies. I am my happiest in my own world. Right where I don't ve to pretend or worry about things I can't have...