I'm quirky,silly,blunt,and broken. My days are sometimes too dark,and my nights are sometimes to long. I often trip over my own insecurities. I require attention, long for passion, and wish to be desired. I use music to speak when words fail me, even though words are as important to me as the air I breathe. I love hard and with all that I have. . . And even with my faults, I am worth loving.