I will love you. Just wait. OK?
Over six billion people in the world and I have never felt more alone. I have always been a caring person to those whom I have encountered, but I find myself being rejected by love time and time again. I thank my mother for the opportunity of life she has given me, yet she does not want to share our lives. I bless my father for supplying my every whim and fancy, yet he does not support my thoughts. I have given every ounce of my heart to the boy that cleared my suspicions of unrequited love, only for it to be returned in two pieces. I live with eight other girls, yet they all talk badly about one another and I can’t help but think they do the same of me. I have yet to find an everlasting relationship that contains true, genuine happiness thus making me question: If those who are supposed to, don’t love me, who will?