who falls too hard too fast. I'm hard to get along with. I've gotten my heart broken before. I know it will happen again. I don't like drama. But somehow, I always seem to get involved in it somehow. I'm moody. And I know it. I have flaws. And I point them out. I can get rather annoying. I love when he calls me beautiful rather than hot or sexy. Music is my escape from the world. If I'm having one of those days, if my pencil broke, I might cry, don't piss me off even more. I take things too seriously and personally. When people say no offense, I still take offense. I can be your best friend or your worst nightmare. You decide. If I'm crying, I just want him to hold me and say "everything will be okay." Even if it won't.
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