The end seems inevitable...
especially in relationships. What started shaky and then had
its ok moments then fell apart completely. I will never date
another guy who smokes, or drinks heavily. An occasional
seems ok but at the same time not at all. I wont date someone
who is not good with kids or pets. I will not date another
narcissi or egotistical guy ever again. Or a guy who is a slob.
I am a girl with baggage...
I am a mother to a beautiful daughter and
to four cats I took in from off the streets.
All which I have told I will never leave
or abandon, together forever, a real
forever that will last. I am aware that
in the future a guy may not like me for
these reasons, but that is ok. I know that
situation is not for me, I can do better!
No matter the Chaos I will survive...
I seems to keep getting in situations where I get buried and am left as a corpse
to rot in my coffin, but I keep rising out of even if I am dragging my mangled
heart and soul out, I drag on, i walk on and I run on to the next life challenge.
Now I have a greater reason to carry on for her, even if I have to drag on with
her on my back on a cushy seat and shielding her from the pain I go through,
I will go on crawling through the chaos till I can walk straight up and have her
in my arms kissing her sweet face to show I can survive. And make sure she
will see and be a strong woman as well.