There are definitely some days when i know i was born to bring love to the world- I was born a lover and will probably die one... This is both a blessing and a curse cause i've spent 18 years of my life searching for something i have yet to find- LOVE.. I've fell for this guy and that, wanted all the right things from the wrong people- i've made myself a slave to love.
There have been days when i've questioned like so many people on this site- is there something wrong with me? Am i too fat too this and that- and all that bull.
But i've come to a new era in my life were possibly i might have a chance to find someone to love and um scared #####less... um afraid to go out of my comfort zone and meet new ppl... this is so ludicris cause its been the thing i've been searching for all along- a man to love...
or just love in its puriest forms
but um started to wander if um searching for something that doesn't exist?