I'm so tired of trying to be something that I'm not because I'm worried about how people will react. I think I'm done being coy;this is me. Take it or leave it, I have flaws and I will never,never,never be perfect. The things I've been through can't be taken back,but the fact that time is unforgiving is not my fault.

I remember in 3rd grade I recieved a card from my parents and I thought it was the best present I had ever recieved because it said they would listen and that they loved me despite my flaws,and it was all I ever really wanted.. the idea of unconditional love. Later,however,my heart broke as I found out it wouldn't last,and it didn't..