Simply Imperfect.
I'm a teenager just like any other.
I tend to live by the moment and think of the consequences later and when the punishment comes that's when i think. I think that adults just don't understand what I go through.There's this one boy that I just can't stop dreaming about. My friends are everything to me. When my music is blasting, the world gets tuned out. I may seem happy, but i have my moments where i just want to crawl under a rock or cry myself to sleep. I criticize my body just like any other teenager. I'm human. I'm a teenager. Understand me. I just want something to look back to.
