Sometimes I need a cheerleader on my side. Rooting for me.
I can't always be the one rooting everyone one else on.
And yet,
I always am.
So tiring at times.
I try to change,
but can't. I can only be the person I am and nothing less.
I suppose expectations of others gets me in this state more times than not.
Disappointment sucks.
But life goes on.
Hello! Welcome to my world! I plan to write tid bits about my life, musings of my "sitcom worthy" dating life, poetry and short stories to entice you into reading my blog. Happy reading and thanks for dropping by!
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
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Chapter 56
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