Would I ever find forever love? Do I really want to, when forever was a word without meaning?

Think long and hard before offering your heart to someone who can only accept it part-time

I felt angry, frustrated. I felt I didn't belong, not in my church, not in my home, not in my skin. Amidst the chaos, i felt alone, in need of a friend instead of a sister, someone detached from my world. The "woman's role" theory disgusted me. I would soon be a woman, and I knew I could never perform as expected. I was tired of my mom's submission to her religion, to her husband's sick quest for an heir, to his abuse. I was sick of my dad, of reaching for him as he fell farther away from us and into the arms of Johnnie WB.

When the door to love opens, The window to control closes.

Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.

In control. Out of control. Sometimes they're the same thing. The trick is knowing that, realizing it's okay to feel out of control once in a while, as long as you're sure you can regain the upper hand when you absolutely need to.

Might as Well Laugh ...remember ...when ...Life ...made ...sense