Ana 16 Brazilian. What I like. Well, they have already asked me about it. I could have said, like everybody says, music, movie, series, drinks, coffee, chocolate, animals. But I'm not like other people. I'm a wounded girl. Yes, I have a heart. Yes, I have feelings. Yes, I've already been lovely. Yes, I have dreams and I believe them. But what people made me pass by, have made me the person who I'm. The person who is cold, who is aloof, who believes nobody and does not believe will be loved again someday . I'm trying to live happy as I've been someday, but somewhere deep inside is different. Is empty. I'm trying to keep believing things will get better but it's getting harder and harder. Why? Because I'm the person who no one cares about.