Bringing myself back

I spend too much time trying to be neutral. I spend too much time trying not to be that dramatic girl that everyone hates. I spend too much time trying to make both parties happy which always ends in a loss for me in some sort of way. I spend too much time hiding the fact that I like things most girls I hate do.

I like sequins and glitter.
I love Taylor Swift
I love writing blogs and writing my thoughts down on paper because I can never say them correctly
I love going to Target to get new CD's like a 14 year old girl
I like being classy with glass silverware and red lipstick kind of thing.
I like paper lanterns and string lights
I like the Polaroids that produce pictures instantly
I see nothing wrong with shorts and tank tops and sunsets
I like pink
I love to laugh...alot. Most people see that as ditsy. I see at as my personality
I like my morning tea and reading the newspaper
I love Starbucks and fake glasses
I still dance to myself in my room when I get ready
I have, in fact, worn nothing, but a white dress shirt and slid down the wood floors in socks like he does in Risky Business.
I like the fake glitter tattoos you get from the bowling alley
I like bows and diamonds and lots of lace
Although I've been through hell, I still believe in fairly tales and the person who will do anything to be with you.
I am one of those white girls. But I try and hide it because I don't want that label.
I still have a journal where I write all the boys I have ever kissed in it
I love Lana Del Rey and Marina and the Diamonds
I still think its classy and attractive to wear sundresses and sweaters and read a book
I have forgotten I like all of these things in the midst of my busy life
Sometimes I forget who I am while trying become who I want

"Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress staring at the sunset. Red lips and rosy cheecks; say you'll see me again even if its just in your wildest dreams."