OKAY.

The worst enemy a woman can have...

their fucking PERIOD.

It's such a fucking hassle and it makes me overly sensitive, over think, and too emotional.

I am so sorry to anyone I have offended because of my sudden mood swings. It's not a rational reason to use, but sometimes, it really is true.

I feel bad for my boyfriend the most. Poor guy gets the nuisance of a moody girl friend.

Okay, end rant. ROAR.

Mr. Incredibily Hot & Good looking

Wow. Sometimes I wonder, What did I ever get myself into? I've vented and ranted on about our situation to so many people and even to myself too many times, but sometimes it really takes a lot for it to sink in. But I love the guy, I really do. And in the end, the happiness he gives me surpasses our difficult situation. It's all about believing and trust. I'm still on that belief that everything ends happily. That fairy tale ending. I'm crossing my fingers that our story could be something out of a Nicholas Sparks novel. Mwahaha I'm semi-kidding about the book. Oh how I wish. But for right now, he makes me feel like a princess. Even if he's 2,000 miles, he never fails to show me how much he care. And it's hard to find a prince who'll make you believe in love. And I've found mine.