Tara Lindsey. 17. Completely Lost. Hiii!? It's extremely difficult for me to even attempt to begin to explain myself. I wish I could rant on and on about being this happy girl who had everything going right, but that would be a silly lie. I'm simple, yet really confusing. I'm silly, loud, and sometimes quiet too. I'm bitchy, but sweet as can be. I'm lost, and i really dont want to be. I'm friendly, but shy at the same time. Sometimes, I'm even myself. I've changed a lot from how I used to be. I dont expect much. But I dont expect nothing at all either.I've learned that life is a fucking bitch, but you just have to stay strong. Which I'm not good at. I wish that I looked my age, and that I didnt have a southern accent, or the voice of a twelve year old, because rarely will anybody ever take me seriously, well sometimes. I dress how I want, and I do whatever makes me happy, I'm seriously not going to bust my ass trying to impress you, sorry, I'm trying to make myself happy before I can even attempt to make anybody else happy. I can't wait to grow up, but I'm too scared to grow up at the same time. I just want to get out of here, out of Kentucky. I want to be surrounded with friends, with excitement, with surprises, with love. I don't give up, hardly ever. I'm not exactly sure what I want with anything right now. But I do know that I want to feel alive again. I can't do it on my own right now. So do me a favor, help me feel that way again