Still.

There comes a day or a time that you no longer care. Perhaps, not so much that I don't care... but I expect it. I thought it would hurt more with that realization, but it doesn't. I'm finding some kind of inner strength that I did not know I have. Not only did I not know I had it, I usually don't feel like I"m strong. Perhaps that's because I've always been told I was weak and selfish. Now, Now I realize that I am strong. I might not like fighting, but yet I am still here. I still love. I still cry. I still hurt horribly, but through that, I will get stronger. I don't have a choice. I HAVE to find my strength from within if I am to stand up straight.


My porcelain face will still smile.
I can always glue myself back together, and there will forever be a smile on my face.

RollerCoaster Love

Love is like a roller coaster. It can be nerve wracking to get on the ride not knowing what its going to be like. First it will take you up to great heights and then at some point let you down, after that its ups and downs and throws you for loops. If you get off in the middle of the ride, you're bound to get hurt. But if you hang on, enjoy the ride, you'll get to the end and wish to do it all over again!