I'm not perfect. I am everything but perfect. I find it hard to trust  people now. I've made mistakes in the past and I've learned to live with them. I've learned to accept people for who they really are, it's not hard. Sometimes, I can be bothered anyone. Sometimes, I don't even want to be alive but the things is. I have a million reasons to be alive and I just haven't found them yet. I miss the people that I shouldn't even think about anymore. I've liked, I've loved, I've been hurt. I have hurt people. I'm not perfect. But hey, this is me. And before you walk into my life, you need to know these things. Because, if you walk into my life, you can't walk out of my life when things are getting hard. Just like all the other people did.

I am somebody. I am me. I like being me. And I need nobody to make me somebody. 
A daughter a teenager a sister a friend a dreamer.
Hate me or love me you choose cause up to ya.