I'm the girl who changes every two seconds, can't make up her mind on what she wants, has no idea where she'll stand tomorrow, but never forgets about where she stood yesterday.
I over-analyze, always prepare for the worst, write novels in my head, but then forget how to talk. I look at things too closely, and give the best advice which I can somehow never seem to follow.
I'm always expected to have the answers, always expected to get it right.
I'm never expected to mess up.
But guess what?
I do.
I fall on my face over and over again. You think after a while I would figure things out.
But some things you never learn.
I'm not perfect. & I'm learning that I never will be. I