The last time I even tried to do this, i didn't finish the story I intended to share.
Though it seems to be a little less than a year ago, it felt like centuries.
I mean everything is just so different.
Constant changes and obstacles have shaped and truly formed me to I am to be.
To know exactly who you are seems close to the impossible,
but its what we're all doing.
The constant heart break hardens our shell.
Love is nothing but a dream we expierence night and day.
So easliy fooled by a smile and talk.
So vulnarable as woman in search of compasson.
I hate it.
As of now I dont want to talk about all that has happened to me since the last time.
Putting a guck of nostalgic feelings in my stomach.
For now I want to start form where I am today.
Who I am now isn't who I will be for the rest of my life
-but it's a good start.
I am strong, smart, mature etc. etc.
I'm everything I want to be, all that I need to be.
I don't need anyone to tell me I'm great,
Because self love is the best love.
Not like vanity but respect for who you are becoming.