I have regrets, I've lived my dreams. I think every minute of the day, and some of those minutes go wasted. I have been fake but to those who mattered I haven't. I love the company, and I love being alone. I've taken advantage, and also been taken advantage of. I've hung out with the wrong crowd, then I've hung with the right. I've lied, I've told the truth. I've created and then I've destroyed. I've explored, then I've hidden. I've listened to the head, but then I follow the heart. I've stolen and I've given. I've changed and ruined lives. I've helped others, who I know will never help me. I've been ignorant, I've been open-minded. I've taken things into consideration, yet failed to consider the important things. I don't prioritize, but I know my priorities. I'm disorganized, but I obsess over details. I think too much about everything, and nothing. I'm immature, but I've grown up in more ways than others. I'm a contradiction. I'm an extroverted introvert.