Where to start. I have been thinking about this all night and still really cant think of what to say. I guess i will just start with, do i look as gullible as everyone seems to think. I always mean what i say, why cant others. I have been beat down, knocked out, spit on, and my heart ripped out more times then i can count, but i have always come back. It makes me a stronger person yes, but at what cost. I feel that the more and more life keeps throwing me curve balls i hit them, but a piece of me always dies with it. I find myself growing colder every day. Yes, no matter what i will make it, I'll always be here, strong, confident, strong minded, but cold. I don't want to be cold. I have never known true love, but I have loved and lost and had my heart also ripped out of my chest a few times and fucked with a lot. So what I'm saying is I don't know true love, but i know love. Queen Elizabeth never married. She never needed a man to help her or be with her. Then again she did have something to prove. Not only to herself and a country, but to parliament in which she built. Then again the reason why she was so ruthless was because of the love and loss of a man. So then again you have to ask, is it love that makes us what we are? I mean no matter what kind of love it is from a mother, father, child, or a partner. Love, no matter where it comes from, it helps form a major part of who you are as a person. Guess that's why I'm such a bitch. So there it is. Why don't you tell me what i should do cause the way I'm seeing things right now I'm look at the bitch path. Well that's all i gotta say.
Later