you don't have a reason & i don't have the time... so i guess this is good-bye
i moved here to jacksonville when i was 18 from west palm beach. i love it here and i don't want to ever leave. my friends call me lamb. i love it. im always happy and i am easy to get along with. im hardly ever without an expression on my face. i won't lie, i'm not the best person to tell a secret to.
trust and honesty run big in my book.
[and are hard to earn]
i'm told i complain a lot, too-- but if i don't complain, you'll know something is wrong with me.
i bruise easily and my feet are always cold. i'm brutally honest.
i don't like fake people. i hate liars.
i think i come off as a bitch when you first meet me, but i'm not, unless you give me a reason to be one.
when i like someone, i tend to care too much, give too much , trust too easily, and then i get hurt.
i'm na ii ve, and i'm a PUSH over.
people walk all over me because i let them, but i am workin' on changing that.
i am probably the hardest worker you will ever meet.
i have some determination you have [ never ] even come across before.
i live with the most amazing girl in the world [ my stiffy ]. i am truely blessed and i couldn't ask for anything more.
all of the tough shit that happens is real [ ["tough"] ] to go through, but just remember, it makes you a stronger person-- and i know i am now...
