There is a future, and I can't wait to get to it
I have too much imagination to be a housewife
I believe that everything happens for a reason.
Trying to build myself up with the fact that I have done things right that were even good and have had moments that were excellent but the bad is heavier to carry around and feel have no confidence.
The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead.
Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die young, but then you'd never complete your life, would you? You'd never wholly know you.