Don't expect me to be perfect
don't hover over my shoulder
stay close to me
but I hate physical contact
I get so depressed sometimes
other times I'm a complete spaz
like being bipolar
I've had a hard life
I need understanding
somehow I'd need to tell you everything
and you'd need to listen
and I'd listen to your story
you will not cheat
as it would kill me
or maybe it wouldn't
I have such little self confidence already
there's never been a guy that really appeals to me as a future husband
a good dad
I know how important one of those is
it's diffucult to see those things at this age
all guys are concerned about is sex
I don't want to be alone
I bite my fingernails to the point of extinction
I loose rings a lot
I love sweatshirts and pajama pants
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Keria's poems and stuff
This is about anything and everything that happens in my life and the world around me...except sometimes in poem form.
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