just because i don't love myself the way i am doesn't mean i don't want others to... I want people to love my faults along with the good things i have to offer. I'm trying to love me, it's hard but i'm trying. I'm just asking others to try, just to get to know me, not to jugde me. Because I'm a smart, talented, pretty girl. So i've walked down dark alleys and took long drives doesn't mean I'm bad or that i don't regret the choices I've made. I wish i could turn back time, take away all the bullshit i've faced but i'm who i am and i can't change my past. I can change my future though, and that's where i'm running now.
I love my eyes, the way i sneeze, my style, my smile, my stupid questions.... there's a lot about me that i love. But who really loves every single thing about them. I've never met such a person, and frankly i don't believe there is a person that loves every little thing about them.
