what they call love is a risk,
cause you will always get hit
out of nowhere by some wave
and end up on your own.
the name's jen.
i'm nineteen, i know i look like i'm five.
i'm trying this new thing, it's called being honest.
i've spent most of my life being secretive and lying in order to not put myself in a situation that would hurt someone, or myself and it always did the exact opposite.
i put everyone else before me, your feelings are way more important than mine.
i don't believe in apologies, save them for someone who cares.
i've been hurt a lot, and however much i try to not let it affect my life, it does.
i tend to unintentionally live in the past.
i'm manipulative and conniving.
however, i'm also honest and trustworthy.
i procrastinate horribly.
i'm terrified of opening up, to anyone.
i hate becoming vulnerable.
i believe in second, third, fourth, and etc. chances.. but it starts getting ridiculous when people really don't get the hint.
i party like a rockstar.
i'm a photographer, and i wish that my eyes were a camera so i could capture all the beautiful things that i see with just a blink, and share them with the world.
i'm a grammar nazi.
i'm awkward.
i'm sarcastic.
i'm a flirt, i'm sorry.
i blush way too much, and once you point it out i'll blush even more.
my friends are my everything, without them i would be completely worthless.
i have no regrets. without my past, my present and future wouldn't be the same.
you're probably better than me, in every way possible.
i'm NOT amazing.
at all.
seriously.
and i can't describe anything about myself in a simple paragraph.
get to know me, and find out for yourself.
by the way, if you're trying to get with me;
i'm not trying anymore.
i know what i want and i'm not getting it.
however, if i want to be with you, you'll know it.
i just can't handle hurting people and getting hurt anymore.
therefore, be gentle.
thanks.
