It's been a while since I've considered picking up writing again because of all the messes I've made or been thrown into. The reason I had stopped writing was because I felt that no one would want to hear what I had to say. I'm, though, a very different teenager with an old soul and a shattered heart of gold. I was mistaken about how all people are naive because there are few out there that are the opposite way. They want to hear what makes me who I am and the way I am today because that is me and there's no sense in changing myself for others. I have come out stronger in the end of emotional physical and sexual abuse for a good half of my life, but for me the end is now my beginning of the happy era of my life.

Some of my personal life has collided with my educational life lately. I have had many broken relationships and just looking out there for others that will complete me in different ways.