Revealed. Exposed. Displayed... for all to see.
Me.
I haven't given much thought to the person i am, just have always excepted it and made the most of out it.
Beneath the make-up, and "BIG" hair... its just plain and simple me.
I love myself more when the make-up is on and my hair is done. My confidence level could be a tad bit higher. I adore love, being in love, having someone to love me back. Although looking in the rear view mirror i think its more the idea of love that i idolize. Men who leave the toilet seat up are automatically eliminated off my "Date-able" list. People who smack drive me absolutely nuts. Why is it you feel the need to chew your food like a horse? its not attractive and i would prefer to not see your chewed up food as you swallow it, thanks.
My passion is baking. Creating something beautiful that can be desired in more ways than one. Its art in a form that can also win a mans heart. Win Win. ;) My heart has been dragged around more times than i thought i could handle, Just proves how strong i am. My vulnerability to people i once cared for always comes back to bite me in the ass. I have no back bone and I'm scared to tell people how i really feel. This blog is my only portal where i feel comfortable releasing my emotions. The tribulations i have overcome in the past leave me happy knowing i got through them, however my heart aches day to day. The source is unknown. I am fond of pillow talking. The subjects discussed are always random but i feel i learn a lot about the other person. 20 questions is always played, but by question 10 I'm ready for it to be over.
I'm terrified of being alone. Not having his or her towels, always having the other side of the bed left untouched. I'm not desperate, although it may seem that way. Love is a beautiful thing that is cherished by few and desired by many. I'm left in the desired category. I would rather be alone than not have true love. I hate feeling like i have no where to turn. I'm my own worst enemy. Intimacy wins my heart, not fucking like animals . I enjoy being wanted, being craved. All of the hit it and quit it mumbo jumbo isn't really my style. Believe me there isn't a halo above my head or wings on my back because an angel is far from what i am. I've made mistakes and there are MANY things i could have done differently. but i wouldn't. Why? those mistakes have only made be realize what it is i really do want. I'm looking for something I'm afraid to find. The first time I'm scared to fall, will be when i know it is right where I'm supposed to be. I have lowered my expectations of any person I've grown close to because I'm waiting to be screwed over. Inevitably it happens, but I'm not sad or disappointed. i knew it would only be a matter of time till true colors appeared and the image they were trying to perceive would only be a memory.
Sad but True
Me = Morose.
