and here i am again in a place i omagined i would be happy at last..where i thought i would find the satisfation, peace i have always dreamt off...
and sitting here i realize all my life i have been waiting for this praying for this and i am not enjoying it
im not livning
i owe it to myself...i need to stop living through someone else n start living my own...instead of reading your life story i need to write mine
its always difficult for me its easier to make another happy, no its easier to ease out anothers pain to help them. it makes me feel like im worth something
but do i really need that? i cant do that for me?
i dont know i keep following the same circle seem to be going no where
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