What’s this life for?

Perhaps I am meant to be alone. In all comparisons of the word. Why do people suddenly change their minds/hearts when that something is available for the taking?

Why does a person refuse to acknowledge the fact that you are human–human’s screw up…especially when (romantic) love is involved.
Is he a bother or are you happy that he is in your life? Is she annoying or do you appreciate her eccentricities? Am I far too much for you to handle or should you learn when to grasp tighter?

Published by BrandysBrain

"Writing, to me; is simply thinking through my fingers." — Isaac Asimovz [This blog is mainly one that concerns my life with my furbabies; Princess Coco and Mr. Whiskey, 'Chiweenies.' You've been warned.] My blog is mostly one of "journal-esque" (diary) entries with few real names being used to protect the innocent or to keep those who are not so innocent from being tracked down.

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