i'm a straightforward type of girl who dreams haughty. Living my life to the fullest is what i'm doing, having jest with my friends and doing things that i haven't being affected consciously with yet. I'm a benevolent lass who smiles even though i'm totally broken, who brightens someone else's day even though i can't brighten up my own. For me, crying is a mark of infirmity, i don't utter in the fore part of those individual that i know i can't rely with. Though, i weep my heart out when i know it is needed. My intimate associates see me as a plucky trifling combatant, but that's not the real me because in the rear of those boldness, those fracas that i have fought with is a damsel who's endeavoring to bestow herself with expectations and desires and imparting herself with enough guts to mend and be whole again.