If I were to chase after all the people that I think are hot, attractive, and beautiful... I'd be in a bigger hole than the one I'm in now.
I'm watching the city of Pittsburgh go home.
I believe that sex should be an act of love. ~So forgettable.
It's so easy to give into pleasure, fun, and enjoyment.
I'm no where near ready for love, or to love.
I am not ashamed of what I've done, or am I?
I do regret getting involved with peope whom made me feel happy, and loved. But, love wasn't there. It could be seen as bonding, a companionship of sort but not love.
Not to sound self-centered, but I need to work on me, and that will take time - in which time... I cannot control.
