Hello
So I miss being in Michigan but big whoop right? Its not bad down here by any means I just miss having my friends around. Its not like I cant call you all. The person I mainly talk to is Kevin of course. We are practically sewn at the hip...
I love Scott (which is his middle name) he hates being called by his first name because he feels like hes in trouble when people say it...
I didnt think I was capable of this kind of love again. I have spent the past two years yearning to love someone, to be full of passion again... Maybe its all the hurt I have been through that makes me stand back and want to slap myself in the face for moving so quickly. I had no where to go. He had to come down here. I didnt want to possibly lose this new love I had found so I came down here. I dont regret it. I regret the fact that maybe he didnt know what he was getting into. Up there I seemed stronger. I was in school I was kicking ass and taking names with no problems. Down here I feel so out of my own skin that I am emotional most of the time and that sometimes seems to be a problem. I am trying to push past it. Its hard for me to meet new people because I have this wierd honesty thing that most people cant stand. I guess I go to far in conversation. I dont know when to shut up. I tell people that I can be that subserviant wife type that doesnt speak until spoken to. But no one seems to want that from me. But then they complain when I get to personal.
I cant seem to get anything right...
Any sugestions???
I love Scott (which is his middle name) he hates being called by his first name because he feels like hes in trouble when people say it...
I didnt think I was capable of this kind of love again. I have spent the past two years yearning to love someone, to be full of passion again... Maybe its all the hurt I have been through that makes me stand back and want to slap myself in the face for moving so quickly. I had no where to go. He had to come down here. I didnt want to possibly lose this new love I had found so I came down here. I dont regret it. I regret the fact that maybe he didnt know what he was getting into. Up there I seemed stronger. I was in school I was kicking ass and taking names with no problems. Down here I feel so out of my own skin that I am emotional most of the time and that sometimes seems to be a problem. I am trying to push past it. Its hard for me to meet new people because I have this wierd honesty thing that most people cant stand. I guess I go to far in conversation. I dont know when to shut up. I tell people that I can be that subserviant wife type that doesnt speak until spoken to. But no one seems to want that from me. But then they complain when I get to personal.
I cant seem to get anything right...
Any sugestions???