i wear my heart on my sleeves, can never seem to get anything

i wear my heart on my sleeves, can never seem to get anything right, can never decide what i want, I’m a horrible liar and i cry WAY too much. My hair has a mind of its own, and I’m lucky if i go an hour without dropping anything. I’m the most loyal and passionate person you’ll prolly ever meet. I’m crazie loud and LIKE IT. I have too much energy than what’s good for me, and I love my friends fiercely. I’d walk through traffic for my best friends, but don’t make me prove it. I’m a walking mess of a girl, but I’ve finally become okay with that, and if you aren’t, screw you.