every fiber of my being is drenched in the past….i carry the past with me always... both the good and the bad... and I am guilty of living in the past far too often....nothing is ever black and white to me...my entire world consists of shades of gray....and there are so many shades of gray...

i am extremely passionate, almost to a fault....there's quite possibly no almost to it....i am passionately loving, passionately angry, passionately bitchy, passionately everything....thus, i love easily...and i usually love forever...and when i love you...you will know it.

i am highly emotional, and although i do possess a sense of logic, i inevitably forget to use it... i like to think of this as evidence of my uniqueness...i am also significantly more impulsive than i care to admit, and you should know that going in....because of my tendency toward impossibility, i tend to hold close those who have proven capable and willing to tolerate me...

i like to think of myself as being a pretty open person....i'm not shy about who i am... unless we're talking about the fairly decent parts of me...in which case i'm almost always overly modest....i'll be the first to point out all of my imperfections and the last to seek your attention to the parts of me that are worth something...

i've given up on expecting people to see beneath the surface to what's really lurking beneath...i can count on one hand those who've done it...but that is fine with me, because frankly... it would make me a bit nervous if everyone could strip me as bare as a few people have done...

it's scary knowing that there are people in your life who know when there's more than "nothing" on your mind...and who can tell when you're thinking the opposite of what you're saying.... i have grown used to the fact that that most people will accept "nothing" as an answer to the question, "what's on your mind?"... it's probably safer for all involved anyway....