Everything I touch turns to be tha way I dont want it to be. Is that my fault? Or is that I'm not in contol of a nother beings feelings. Tha way shortie feels for me is questionalbe. She want me to stay when i want to go. When i want to stay she wants me to go. For that I'm not sure of what she whats out of life. Tha way I can be thankful and kind for having reason with myself to be patient.
