I am so busy trying to be perfect myself;that I often times forget to breathe.

In and out.
Why is that so easy to do on significant things;like infatuation.

I get into someone,and just when things get serious I want out.
I am afraid to get attached because if I do,and they hurt me...what is next?

Heartbreak?
Tears?
Nights alone with a million and ten cats,watching Meg Ryan movies?

No thank you.

I could ask a thousand questions why I am like this,but,I don't have time.

Those quarries are exahusted.
Did and Done that. Not fun. No one cares.

Sigh.
What is there to do with my life,when I have nothing of value?
No money,talent or charisma..why does that bother me?

Oh,because I want to be anything but average.

I want to be A Somebody.




I want to be anything other than my stupid Self.

Becca