Pardon my high ass, I'm a 23 year old with a lot of dreams. I'm hispanic and reside in Boston. I'm not perfect but neither are you. I've grown up with my own obstacles that I've had to overcome and have always been very independent. I speak my mind, when I feel it's needed. My most common lie is "I'm fine." I take trips to outer space everyday, I do what I want. I wasn't born to fit in, I was born to stand the fuck out. I plan on leaving my mark for future generations.
"He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you."