People I meet regularly or even randomly assume I'm loaded, happy and taken, by virtue of my looks and how I dress and a posh accent that I got from watching too much tv and practicing to speak that way. In reality I'm just a mess but I love that they think this of me. More often that not i wish that that was actually my life. It's weird cuz they've never really found out the exact mess that is me cuz I'm also so good at letting people think that they know me but the truth of the matter is they don't. I recently asked a friend I made the beginning of this year what they really know about me and they struggled to come up with anything yet we talk almost daily.lol