I'm still finding things out about myself.

I've been messed with, let down, and played too many times. I wonder what people think of me too much, and I'm way too judgmental. My heart is big but I have my selfish moments. I love to be in big groups, but I love to be alone. every song on my ipod has a special memory or a regret behind it. I don't like goin' through old pictures because I miss what used to be. I tend to over think things and I trust way too many people. I have the people I'd love to pack up and leave with, and there are some people I wish would just disappear. I don't cry very often, but when I do I can't stop. I hate the word goodbye and I wish it didn't exist.
I hate liars, though I lie myself. I have secrets hidden in me that even I don't know. I'm still finding things out about myself.