I live my life. I write about my life. I love my life. I will finish my life, when the time is right. Life is only four letters, but it is worth no price. Money + Love + Education + Stuff= Life. Don't sell yourself short. Life is worth it.

Only am I the lonely. I have no soul, no touch, no heart, and no face. I am blind to the world; in time will I see you and find your heart. Years and years have gone by, and I can't find you. Only I am the lonely!

What is the deal with finding true love?
It doesn't always work out in the end!
When you find it, what will you do with it?

What makes me is the fact that I am still holding on