i am who i am no matter what you may think of me, because i am me, as you can see outwardly. but inwardly what do you see? do you see me differently? can you compare this inner me with the outer me? who am i? i ask myself. myself being many books upon a shelf. in a quest for character i search myself. i do not doubt that i am someone. a different someone, most different someone, because i am me, most definitely, inwardly. because all of me, inwardly and outwardly, makes up me. i am complicated person. i'm hard to completely understand, so i wouldn't recommend trying. i've had a difficult life, but i'm not going to sit here and whine to you about it. respect is something that is earned with me, not given out. i don't care who you are, i won't take shit from you. i don't want any bullshit, drama, or lying. you need to worry about yourself, and your own life. don't worry about mine. i'm not that great in making friends, but i deal with it. i'm not a perfect girl. my hair doesn't always stay in place and i spill things a lot. i'm pretty clumsy and sometimes i have a broken heart. my friends and i sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right, but when i think about it and take a step back, i remember how amazing life truly is and that maybe. just maybe. i like being unperfect..