That last post seems a little juvenile. Not enough that I'm going to remove, I'm just going to admit to my immature thinking.
I don't really believe in true love. I think true love is only a story to be read in books, watched in movies or dreamed about.
I believe in feelings that can't be explained, they can't be written, can't be seen, only felt.
If they are mutual it's even better. If they are admitted to, it's the best.
Alice and her Wonderland friends
itsjustme
There are days I drop words of comfort on myself like falling rain & remember it is enough to be taken care of by my self.
Me and my perfect dog
Or, my perfect dog and I
The Roomie
When she was much younger
1 comment:
I dont think it was immature at all. I believe true love exists. I just havent ever had it and probably never will. Hang in there. I have pessimistic days too. I have to work real hard to be optimistic, if it is even possbile sometimes...hugs, Christine
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