I act as emotionless and robotic as possible, because I can't stand being rejected again. Everyone just thinks I'm cold.

I don't have any friends because I don't tolerate B.S. I call it like I see it and if you don't want to hear it, DO better.

I believe that five of these people should be tarred, feathered, and ran out on a rail. Guess which ones.

I find I'm not all that interested in sex anymore. I'm bored with it and nothing gets me worked up anymore.

Losing my virginity I didn't give up my innocence. Small gestures still set me on fire and leave me wide eyed. You broke my heart, but will not break my spirit.