This is me ·٠•●♥

This is me, flaws and all. No pretences, no airs and graces, just plain old me.I'm nothing special, no one famous and certainly not anyone you'd suddenly stop and stare at when you're walking down the street.

I'm just an ordinary person, making the best of the one life I've been given and hoping, by God, that I'm doing a good job at it.

I'm not competing with anyone, because I can only be judged by my own standards and letting down myself would be my biggest failure.Right now I don't know where my life is going but I know that it's moving.

I like taking risks because I believe it's the only way to stretch myself and actually experience life at a high altitude. 

I secretly love Dexter and Grey's Anatomy always gets me all chocked up. I love singing and it really gets me off in d privacy of my bathrOOm, as I get to play out my superstar alter ego .

I hate politics.I think people were born free and then some cocky bastards decided to rule the world. 

I dislike rude people and I generally try to get along with everyone.I think life's too short to go through it making enemies or sticking to a clique when there's a whole world of personalities out there that you've never even met. I love meeting new people and find people's life experiences interesting and inspiring.

I invest in people, as I think that it's the only share price that really matters in life. I'd like to think that I'm a good friend, one who really listens and cares and inspires you to push a little bit more when you're near to breaking point.My relationships with friends, lovers and family are the ones that matter the most to me.

I adore little people and take great pleasure in watching them grow and play.A child's innocence reminds me that no matter how far gone we might be, everyone was once just a simple child. I believe in the good of human nature and would like to believe that it will always prevail... eventually.

I am no more and no less than what I project.I aspire to live a life of purpose and really make a change in the world, particularly in the lives of young children.When I'm old and grey one day, sitting in my rocking chair enjoying a cup of coffee, I hope to say that I made a difference and that my life counted for something, because after all, simply living is not enough. 

So now you know...This is me!

This Fragile Heart ~~

Brick by broken brick, she tried to build a home again, to house her fragile heart.She'd built it many times before, but each time the walls would crumble under the pressure of broken promises and empty lies, leaving behind nothing but broken bricks in it's wake.

At first her walls had been strong and sturdy, weatherproofed to conquer any storm and virtually impenetrable.But, over time, the cracks began to show.Damp would make it's way up her walls in the dead of night and leaks would appear out of the blue.Before long her foundations were shaky and her walls began to crumble under the weight of her heavy heart.

So she'd start again, promising herself that this time she'd be stronger, this time her walls would be tall and strong and no man would be able to break them down.After all, she thought, I deserve more than damp walls.

But again, the walls began to crumble and the leaks began to spring.She thought she'd been stronger this time, thought she'd been wise, but somehow everything had changed so suddenly.She'd been so happy at first, but now all she was left with was heartache and tears.

It took every ounce of strength she had to build those walls again.She worked tirelessly, brick by broken brick. Each one a reminder of  every scar, every heartache and every careless tear.She worked until her fingers bled and her heart ached.Until finally, she had rebuilt what was broken and her heart began to heal again.This time, this time she promised, would be different.