I hate when people ask me “why are you so quiet?”

Because I am.

That’s how I function.

I don’t ask others “why are you so noisy?

Why do you talk so much?”

It’s rude.

I’m the girl that seems to fit in everywhere, but honestly I don’t know where I actually fit in.

I’m the girl that seems to be pretty on the outside, but honestly, there is more to me than just my looks.

I’m the girl that seems to be constantly laughing and enjoying herself, but honestly, I am often crying and wishing everything would be different.

I’m the girl that seems to be really lucky to lead a happy family life, but honestly, you don’t live with me, so you don’t know what’s going on inside of my house.

I’m the girl that seems so perfect, but honestly I’m far from perfect.