kritter

I've been thinking alot lately. What does the world want from me, or more important what do I want from the world? You know what...I don't know. I want people to like me, but at what price? How much of my soul would I sell to have just one person in my life that I could call "Friend". Don't get me wrong I've had friends in my life, but they come and go. Some stay longer than others, but no one ever sticks around for long. WHY? Do they see behind the mask? Do they see a side of me that I don't even know about? I'm often told I'm likeable, but am I likeable enough?

Honestly cousins, in the long run it doesn't really matter. If there is one thing I have learned from life is that I like me. There have been times in the past that I have been one way or another to try to please other people, but i'm happiest when I'm being the person I know I am.

WORLD LOOK AT ME!!

I've existed 42 years in a world that constantly trys to shatter dreams and break spirts, and you know what... I'm still dreaming!!!! Oh, I don't mean in the way that makes people look at me and say, " He needs to get his head out of the clouds". I mean in the way still thinks sunrises are amazing. I'm not going to try to fit into the molds that are stood up as criteria for friendship. If I'm not the kind of person that someone wants to be freinds with, well I guess we are both better off.

I am who I am , I can't be anything else. Take me or leave me...but don't shut me down.

Well, that's about it. This is a good place to get off for now.

Everybody be good, be cool, and never stop being.