I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. Iv'e been through alot, but the more I think, the more I realize everyone goes through stuff. I don't have much family, and Iv'e learned to live through it. People like to say I come off mean, but all my intentions are the opposite. I love people, and I try to help everyone, yet it always backfiires. I don't like to drink because my moms an alcoholic, and I don't like drugs because to many people in my family have died from them. I'm not a saint, but I try my hardest to make the people around me happy, because there' not much left of them. There's this kid named Danny, he's my life and I couldn't ask for anyone else, I love him. I'm 17, and a junior in high school. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy and strange, but this is me. Take it or leave it.
