Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. people around you can't comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can't see.
Hello;
I'm Amanda. I'm extreamly complicated and I'm hardly ever satisfied. You won't find out a thing about me if you don't try hard enough. I'll try to make you laugh, even though it fails at most times. I can be increadibly awkward. You will never fully understand me. Considering I'm still trying to figure out who I really am. I am nothing near perfect. Be nice and I'll love you, rude and I'll ignore you, simple. I like boys and girls. Gender shouldnt matter if you love them. I'm shy. Chances are that I'll wait for you to talk to me first. I can talk to people easier over the internet. I'm 10x more shy in person. I'm picky when it comes to choosing friends. I have trust issues. I forgive people way too easily even when I know I shouldnt. My weakness is my heart. I let people in too easy. And right when you are completely dependent on them, they deceive you. I've learned the hard way. I absolutly hate lables. Just because you don't know me doesn't mean call me whatever you like. And I'm definantly not "scene" and I'm not trying to be. If you want to poof up your hair to make it look like a birds nest and fill it with "cute" hairpins to get attention, by all means. Just don't label me with that shit. Please don't take anything off my page. It's annoying, think of your own words, don't steal mine.
