so here i sit on a sunday night... thinking i should let my body have a bit of R&R but i cant. as always my mind is on a tumultuous spiral of past and present thoughts. now my theory on the past is that it is and ugly thing and should, under no circumstance, be poked with sticks or provoked. so i met this man, who i completely believe is the one. which feels a little insane, if i were in the 1950's it would be ok, but im not. anyway, so the moral of my story is, that life is sometimes difficult. and you have choices to make. you decide whether you're gona get up and face the world with a optimistic outlook or a pessimistic one. you decide whether you're gona let someone who doesnt matter affect your mood. you decide. now i'v decided to give this man my whole heart. what he does with it, is his choice. i just hope it doesnt get damaged along the way. like everyone else in this magnificent world, i've had my fair share of heartbreak. my dad died when i was 12, which in effect has made me the woman i am today. again, i had the choice to learn from it and not make the same mistakes he did. it just upsets me that he NEVER saw me grow up, he will never see my life and he will never walk me down the aisle... anyway so im rambling on here about nonessential thigs so if you like my ramblings, feel free to comment and i will ramble somemore :D
stay safe
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