childresskatelyn
I was almost there. Almost happy, but I went with the wrong again. I could have been in a good place with a good guy who treats me right. He had everything I wanted, but I messed it up. Just like I always do. I was almost there.
I've never been swept off my feet. In the movies they always have this one perfect guy who goes through all this trouble just to make you smile. He will say a simple phrase and you are falling, falling madly in love. This just doesn't happen in real life. I want to be swept up by a sex god too ya' know.
I have control over everything. I control my thoughts, my emotions, my reactions and how I treat the world around me. Everyone has control over themselves. So why is the blame always pointed away from yourself? Why do you never stop and ask why you did something rather than why the universe played a trick on you.
I don't like being specific. When people ask me "where" and "when", I just shrug and say "whenever". I like to go with the flow. No specific time, date, place, people. Just whatever. It is what it is.
My life is basic. I don't do anything extraordinary, and I am not an extraordinary person. I wear sweats when its cold, and t-shirts when it's warm, nothing shnazzy. I just do what I do. Basically.