I am a soul of good and evil... my life is never dull and is always surprising.. i can be a friend to those i like.. a faithful partner to the one i love... i think i value more one's inner personality than the outer cover of a person... i can be cocky at times but you can expect me to apologize... i may have my own beliefs and way of thinking... and we may contradict each other but it wouldn't be the end of everything... i am not perfect 'coz i am just human... but i can be the best if i want to... so don't hate me because i LOVE who i am... learn the rules to play my game!!!"



In my life, I never tried to impress someone for them to like me. 'coz when I do I will have to keep that image for the rest of my life and it's hard to pretend to be somebody else. I may not be that close to perfection like other people do, but who cares? It's not them whom I live for anyway. What matters is that i know myself and i know how I look inside out and I know my worth. This is me as what they say.

"IF YOU CAN'T ACCEPT ME AT MY WORST, THEN YOU DON'T DESERVE ME AT MY BEST"


I want a boy..

Who can wrestle with me
And let me win.
Who I can talk to about anything.
Who laughs at my jokes.
A boy who puts my cold hands
In his warm hoodie pockets.
Who let's me use his sweatshirt
For a pillow.
Who buys me 25 cent rings
And juicy fruit bubble gum.
Who says I love you and means it.
Who will kiss me in the rain,
The sunshine, and in the snow...
Who calls unexpectedly.
Who will have many inside jokes
With me and remember each one.
Who notices when I get a new haircut.
A boy who realizes that girls say things,
But don't always mean them.
Who picks me a single flower
Instead of getting me a bouquet.
Who can tell me his problems
And let me help.
Who will listen to me talk---
About the new nail polish I got.
Who will let me beat him up
When I get angry.
Who writes love letters to me.
Who draws pictures and slips them
Gently in my books.
A boy with deep eyes
That can see through faces in depths.
Who gives me his t-shirt to change into
And not expect to get it back.
Who knows my favorite color, ice cream flavor,
Song, fruit, and book.
Who knows the color of my toothbrush.
A boy who will shake my dad's hands
And look my mother in the eye.
Who will call me by my full name---
First, middle, and last.
A boy who will kiss me
And tell me I'm beautiful
Even when I completely deny it.
A boy who will let me cry to him.
Who squeezes my hips just right.
Who surprises me and compliments
My manicure and plays with my hair.
Who knows when I have a Math test,
Or when I fail one.
Who drinks real beer.
Who doesn't have to spend money
to have a kick ass time.
A boy who smells like
he just stepped out of the shower.
Who wears cologne that I can subtly smell
When I'm leaning on his shoulder.
Who tells me I have a nice laugh
And a smile that lights me up.

And simply, be mine to hold.