Weird. Last journal entry (which was about a year ago, sadly) I stated that I'd given up on love. Ironically enough, I'm now engaged. She's the sweetest little thing... Love you, baby girl. :DReading back, I realize that I've been very pessemistic. To anyone who did not like that, you have my apologies. I'm better now, guess you would say. A tad more optimistic now.Tomorrow's my one year...

Is it okay that I have given up on the notion of "true love"? I mean, they say they love you, kiss you, hug you, hold you, then eventually leave you, so what's the point?No, I have not broken up with any one. I've never had a special someone in the first place, only admirers. I wish the one I like would feel the same about me, but I doubt that will ever happen.I am a pessimist, though. Not that...

Put whatever down. You can even tell me how they saved you. That is, if you want. Hey, all I'm saying is I wouldn't be here without my friends. Seriously. They have prevented me from doing...things...bad things... that would have ended it all. Sad, I know, but that's how it's been for a long time now. They support me, and, well, I cannot and would not be living without them.

Could some one give me a hug? I've been in need of one for a long time now...

I'll be friends with any one. Add me if you want. =]-holds your hand-

My friend thinks I should enter some of my work into the poetry corner at my school. Or maybe it is a poetry book... Anyway, I'm not too keen on the idea. Is my work good enough? What do you guys think?Comments and suggestions will be appreciated.