I'm eighteen, turning nineteen in March. I'm having a baby boy with the man that I love and I'm due, April 18th. I live my life by the choices I decide not what others want, therefore your opinions aren't needed nor wanted. I don't care much for people, aside from the few people that I hold close; including my amazing boyfriend and best friend. I have hopes and dreams for the future and plan on fulfilling them, regaurdless of anything that has been thrown my way or comes my way while trying to do so. I may not have everything figured out or even know where to begin but I know in the end, it's all going to work out.
