Ok, so yeah, Mike and I are broken up. There, if you didn't get it from my last entry, now it's spelled out for you. Don't ask me about it though, I don't want to talk about it.

Why is it too much to love and be loved in return?

Mi chiamo Karen. Sono bene. Ho venti anni. Sono di Fremont e ho tre fratello. Io piace Italiane ( Read more... )

Sono Italiana!!

Ok, so I bought myself a guitar not too long ago, and Mike is teaching me how to play it, but it's like really hard. I'm even trying to teach myself a song, one cuz it's my favorite song, and two, cuz i wanna play it for Mike when I can get decent at least. Only thing, I dun't understand how to pick it, I can kinda strum it (sounds like crap), ( Read more... )

I am so happy right now. My boyfriend is everything and more than I've ever asked for. He makes me happy, and I seem to make him happy, which just makes me even happier. He know's just how to get to my heart. My only problem now is that he's so close to my heart, that it's hard not to just say "I love you". But I don't want to say those words ( Read more... )

I'M NOT ALONE ANYMORE! Haha, yup, that's right, I'm attached, to a wonderful man who makes me feel appriciated and so happy. He's amazing. He know's just what I need and I'm trying to make sure I give him what he needs. He's just great and really knows how to make me smile and makes me laugh constantly. Well, I just wanted to put this up. ( Read more... )

Something I've come to realize...

Everyone lies, and I trust no one

I don't think many of you will really care about this entry, but i don't care, i wonder ( Read more... )

You just don't listen. No one really does.