I’m a girl. I’m a unusual, different and special girl. I have lost alot in my life. I tend to hold on to things to hard causing them to slip out of my fingers.I believe everyone wants to be perfect even if they don’t admit it. My family is everything to me. They are the only ones who wont give up. I fall to easy and have loved to many times. Writing is my passion. There are too many things I want to be when I’m older. Teacher, nurse, physiologic, writer but I will definitely be a mom. I don’t know what being confident is. As well as beautiful. I will cook anything. And most of the time its successful. People hate me and I wish I could give them hugs and change there minds. I make to many mistakes. I love Taylor Swift and her lyrics speak to me. My school is to judgmental. My image is everything opposite to me on the inside. I love to sing, even though I am horrible. I have very few talents. I am smart and one day will prove everyone wrong. Judgement is over rated. I wish I believed more in god. I am petrified of the fact people die. And I almost don’t believe it. I love my best friend more then anything. And I’m loosing her. Sometimes I wish I was a ballerina. My flaws shine. Acceptance is a beautiful thing. I’m not the person I told myself I was going to be. I can’t stand having paint on my nails. I’m petrified for my sister to move out. I hate being in a house alone at night, but hate company. I think I deserve real love. I just haven’t found it yet. I hide everything even if knowing it hurts people. I take blame for alot of things and don’t mind it. Depression isn’t a faze of life, its a way of living. I take people for granted and realize there full potential once I have lost them. Life isn’t fair. Its amazing that you can love so much it hurts. I have one person I would do anything for. I know people think I’m crazy and I am starting to see it too. I trust no one because what humans have proved to me. We are all hypocrites because we make society. I know people change. Me being one of them. Breathing is a task for alot of people, well more like a struggle. That feeling of loneliness has been with me for the past two years. On the 15th of February will be a year since the first day I told. This seems like it will never end. I have a weird obsession with kitty’s. I don’t really have a best friend. My boyfriend is the best thing thats happend to me. I’m trying to make everyone smile. People still judge me for my past mistakes. I know I’m stronger then alot of people. Everyone wanted to see me crash. Little did they know I wasn’t going to leave  them that satisfied . I still have my down days, but can reach out for people to help with those. This summer will be the best one yet, and 2013 is my new beginning. Right now I’m writing the book. it doesnt matter how slow you go as long as you don’t stop.