I'm a walking paradox. I'm emotional, too emotional sometimes, but I'm rational too. Emotions are a tool, one that is just as important, interesting and useful as reason. I'm sensitive, I cry a lot, but never in front of people, a
I have to hold on to myself. Everything around me changes me in a way I don't like. The world makes me mean, it makes me cruel, small minded. But that's not who I am, that has never been me, and it never will.
My kindness, my princ
It's getting close to the 14th. I'm not doing so great right now, no surprise. I'm more irritable, I'm really fucking tired, headaches every day, can't seem to laugh right. Always the same shit. M is so good with it, I noticed how sw