So I've come to terms with the fact that I am who I am and no one person can revise the final product of myself. I sit here sometimes and wonder is it just comfortable that I don't push for more? Is it because I don't want to let go but should? Isn't it odd that when a woman and a man don't feel anything for eachother, they don't allocate... rupture their bond. And for what? Measly and material possessions. Odd, right?





