// Don't forget about us... //

Sometimes, I�d like to think that I�m the happiest lonely person in the world. That despite the fact that I don�t have a one and only I�m okay, because reoccurring characters cross my way and well make life interesting (to say the least). I�m not one to go out there and grab it, be aggressive and find that one but I don�t know� finding the one might be easier then getting rid of the famous trio wouldn�t it?

It�s hard to walk away from the passion. It�s hard to walk away from the memories, and yes practice what you preach lil mama� I�m trying. It�s just so damn hard when they all just give me different feelings� all in it�s own unique way is exclusive to me. Commitment phobic ways, sway me from being taken care of and loved for. Sure, what�s security and stability and someone who cares about you when you can have intrigue and excitement and feelings that confuse you constantly. Then again, why have Staples Center when you can have the Champs Elysees.

Although the Louis Vuitton Bag, the Champs Elysees, the ultimate, the one has not yet approached or even come close, I feel with time� things progress and grow. With time, realization comes over and well� you appreciate the uniqueness of everything around you. Sometimes, one of my friends spits just crazy madness of the men in her life, and although I would have reprimanded her for being so aloof and fancy free about her feelings, part of me (like half) gets hooked on her theory.

Appreciate what you have, with who you have it with� even if it ain�t it.

It�s still something.