In my world, the people around me place a reputation on me, the thing is, they say I’m something which I’m not, whatever they say is not all that bad, even my friends agree with what they say, but it’s something I don’t think I am.
It’s funny how the people who tease and joke around with me the most are the same people who I’d go to for help in my darkest hours and who I know I’d still care about at least a few years down the road. They’re the same crazy people I’d get mad at but still love the most. Just a thought.
