You talk too much. You’ve talked since before you ever walked — now what does that say about you? You don’t think things through. You think you do, but you don’t.
You’re getting older, but not necessarily wiser. You run rampant with your heart on your sleeve and your emotions hanging by a thread attached to… who the hell knows? Poor you because you haven’t changed. In elementary school you ran around smelling like roses and any wink from any cute boy who was taller than you made you blush and forget your name. In middle school, you became a bit of a whore. Of course, it was never anything too serious but c’mon at that age all you were suppose to be chasing was butterflies and kissing, puppies. In high school, you were always second best because you were (and are) too tall, too fat, too smart, too dumb, and yes — your doom — you talk too damn much. Talking will get you into trouble, haven’t you heard?
You hurt feelings. Now, that’s what you do, you hurt feelings. After grammar, middle, and high school, you haven’t learned to shut up. Which leads to this — stop, shut up, and go on. Forgive and forget. Watch ‘The Hills‘ if you ever forget what the meaning of that is. Someday someone will notice you — even if you talk too much.