Although there was something about her personality that everyone fell in love with, nobody could quite understand what it was; people had different way of misunderstanding her, and she knew this very well. She was still waiting for the one person for whom she did not have to explain herself constantly - the person that would finally understand who she is.
Everyone thought that she was either naive or reckless. But she wasn’t naive or reckless in the way that most people thought she was. She knew that people were not perfect, but she didn't want to think bad things about anyone, so she just chose not to. Her friends would warn her that not everyone is a good person that seems like one, and that she cannot rely on the kindness of strangers constantly, mostly because it’s dangerous. She would always respond saying that she did know, but that she would just rather believe otherwise. So her mindset was governed more by ignorance than naivety, and she insisted on keeping her beliefs not out of recklessness but out of idealism, as if believing in other people would actually make everyone become better.
Insanity. Perilous. She is out of her mind - No one is kind enough to bother her beliefs but stab her to death - at least, I am aware that humanity is cruel not the world.
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