Baggage

I have a lot of baggage. There is so much that the world doesn't know. If I could make everyone happy, I would, but I hate the fact that I can't. You're a fighter, and so am I. I'm fighting for what I feel is right. Not all good things are good for you in the end. For example, ice cream is really good, but if you had it everyday, you'd gain a lot of weight, and that's not good. But, say, you hate running, but you keep at it and you run everyday. In the end, you're gonna be healthier and more fit. So would you eat ice cream everyday because it makes you happy, or would you do what you hate the most knowing that the outcome will be better?

I would run.

I care for you and just like you want me to be happy and you want whoever it is that I end up with to want me as much as you do...I want the same for you. I want whoever you're gonna end up with to want you as much as you want her. If I hurt with what I say and do, I don't do it intentionally. I actually do it because I really care for you. You may not understand or want to understand, but I'm sure you will.

Thanks for all that you've done for you. =]