"Getting over it"
*sigh* I wish I could get over things easily, but it takes a scream or a cry of devastation and my friends consoling words, hugs, and kisses to help me bounce back to reality. Given, the decision is entirely upon myself, but my friends are that extra push or motivation--even reminder of why is worth living even when it seems Fucked Beyond All Recognition. Confession Time: I wish someday I could find true love--be it woman or a man. Forgive me...I blame it all on my young foolish yet hopeful heart. I wish there were someone out there who would love and accept ALL of me, even my dark secrets (whether I tell her/him or not). Trusting someone completely is another huge issue with me, but essential for every relationship to work out. How will I know if he/she is telling the truth when they say the "L" word? When I'm not there, how will I know if she/he is letting his/her eyes wander onto another person? These things, I have seen, can consume even the most level-headed person, even stress them out. I'm not sure if I'm ready to be in a relationship. I really have no clue on how to act or what to say, plus I'm known to have a very random, quirky, odd personality. I also eat too fast, have wiley-coyote feet, smell like ARA sometimes, and *cough* too promiscuous. All in all, I feel that my friends and only my friends really accept my true persona. Not even my own family would be that understanding and open-minded. To everyone who's in a relationship: Based on what I've seen or heared, I know it's hard but remember you have* someone who does care about you enough to do you up the cooch/butt, so just do the same for them.