Katlyn. I'm no where near perfect. I have many flaws, and sometimes people point those out. I'm the person you couldn't handle to be. The person who has emotions,no one else has heard of. I can't stand lies. liars. cheaters. fakes. Don't tell me you love me,when you really don't. I fall in love to easily. don't tell me you're sorry when you're not. I see through everything. I'm a shoulder to lean on, because even though I hate you (most likely) I'll still be here for you. Because i know how it feels to be left alone. I'll be that person to snatch a razor out your palms and wrap my arms around you. I'll be that person to yank a bottle out your lips, and tell you everything's okay.I am that person who sits up with you,until 3 am, just to show you that someone cares. What do i get in return? a text message that says "i did something bad...i cut" or the phone call from parents, telling me he/she died of suicide. In return I get the warm feeling of being called a freak, a weirdo,and having no one love me back,as much as i love them. In conclusion i've learned that life is not fair. no matter how much you give and give, nothing will ever go right. You can close your eyes and plan out all your dreams, purposely making mistake in the run, just for more fun. Those mistake will scar, but now a days, what doesnt scar? what doesnt leave a bruise? scrape or scratch? Sad thought,huh? Im schizophrenic, but i managed to keep it locked up in the poor excuse of a heart i've borne. People make me sad,mad,unhappy,and depressed, but most of the time, i try to not let it get me down, you have to think of the bright side of things,even when all you see is that super deep dark black tunnel youll be traveling. You won't be traveling it alone, I'll be there,with you, holding onto your hand, and secretly guiding you. I've always to live that amazing life, where i've got that guy i love holding my waist, and my best friends who don't stab me in the back. Happiness.