No one can understand, not even the people that say they do, I try and try and try to be perfect, I try my hardest if you will to fit in, but I can't. I try to be popular, but it doesn't work that way. All because I am Me.. Because I'm Bisexual, because I am short, because I have acne, because of how I dress, my shoes, my lifestyle, my choices, my thoughts.
Even my Scars Who knew so much could define someone who is so little to this world. I sure didn't.
A very serious rant on what I see as life, and why I am why I am.