A Confession

I am not a perfect girl. I am human too and will fail you often. I dont have hair that stays in place. I dont always say the right things. you are blind. I dont have the body of a video girl. I am not calm, quiet nor reserved. i wont always love you. i am a hypocrite. i wont agree with you. i dont always want you to hold me. i wont make it easy on you. it hurts honestly. i dont want flowers or candy. irony loves me. double standards prevail. i dont want to hear you like me. im sorry. sometimes all i want is for you to hold me. i wont CHANGE for you. i dont believe in me. dont say that you love me to get on my good side. how can i be good to me when you wont be? all i ask is that you hug me, talk to me, be interested, be genuine. im not a princess nor do i aspire to be one. im a BITCH. im artistic. FUCK love. im shy. i hate/want/love you. Im sensitive. what i say goes. more than likely, i am smarter than you. dont lie to me. protect me. i dont care. chocolate is my weakness. i see right through you. i cry. no on cares.