Seeing my friends again - that's a feeling that will never be short lived. I love my friends, I love my family, I love my life. Everything I own is important to me. My enemies keep me on my toes, those around me keep the smile on my face.
I'm either really happy or really sad. Think about it. What does that mean to you?
When I'm alone, I just want someone to talk to, but when there's someone there I just want to be alone. What does that mean? Why am I so hard to please? Why can't I be everything I want to be and more.
Of all the things I love, I love you. You're reading this, and I couldn't thank you more.
xoxo
