My walls

When you decide to open yourself up ... It's never just to one person,
really. There are things that I wish I can keep away from the world
completely.

But i let you in. I didn't know I was letting in more than one guest.

Guests.

We're still guessing, waiting to see if I'm just a visitor in your
life or if you are just taking a vacation in mine.

Still, I let you in. And I'm taken aback yet amazed at the same
time... how you can easily cause me to feel such intense... Hurt.

I feel like I've spent half the time in relationships getting abused
in way or another. Oh crap. I thought I was opinionated and strong
minded (and a little scary).

Apparently I'm just very patient. And I can tolerate alot of things
that most other girls won't put up with.

So does that make me stupid? Or refreshingly different? Or just plain
psycho.

Sent from my iPod, Lola Smokah