This life is what I make of it. I live with a passion God gave me for life and the little things in it. I choose to make this a positive experience, could you please cooperate with me? Do you even know that this whole thing depends on you, I can only follow your lead? Do you not see how your unintentional disregard hurts me? Sleep is a fleeting dream, I thought I had it all figured out. Don't do this to me, don't hurt me. I won't let you...I've been through too much now. Sometimes it frustrates me that its something you will never understand, its not your fault...But I thought about it today, and with the mix of relief comes grief. I don't know why, but I mourn the lost of you and so much more, but no one knows. I always need the things I don't or can't have....
* i know this makes absolutely no sense to all you readers, but in case you have figured it out by now, I don't blog for you, I blog for myself in hopes that my chaos will give you some sort of guidance or whatever you need.