Here's To The Past.

Baby, you make me so happy.

Date night: Friday.

What to wear: Not a clue!

I'm excited for that first kiss feeling again, a new touch.

I've decided that some people are too touchy about some subjects. I've also realized how people like to play head games. Its a mental mind fuck, but I'm good at fucking you over too. I think people forget that. I've decided rumors are silly, and people are silly to listen to them. The one currently going around about me is simply not true (duh, you don't have to be a moron to figure that one out) But I'm okay with it. People can talk shit about me all they want, they are just making me the center of attention, which I love. Call me a bitch, a hoe, or a trick all you want, sweetie you had me, you know how I like to play games. It also kind of makes me sound like a bad girl when you say it, which is awesome, I've always wanted to be one. But really its not like people really listen to you anyways, everyone I know kind of thinks you're a joke (Yea, even you're friends, we have a nice time talking about you.). And I know the words you say are only because you are hurt, because you fucked up. But it's okay, I don't really take anything you say to heart, because like I said, I think you're a big joke. I do think it's sad that you actually believed that rumor though. But I'm bullet proof.

Enough ranting though. I'm loving my life so much. I feel reborn, untouchable, throw me your best punch, I'll knock you straight on your ass. I've fallen in love with the words and wisdom of The Dalia Lama. He makes life look so much more positive.

I'm taking a big leap, and ending up god knows where, why?

Because I am

Very Much Alive.