but what the hell...snow is kinda cool.
I have come to the conclusion that I will be forever without love. I know, it's so negative to say. Love is all-around- it's in everything. Rain, snow, nature, best friends, family, your guitar, your style. But true love is supposed to be something that's elite, above all other delightful feelings and occurences. I don't think it's ever supposed to be through online dating sites, (oh, you go 2010!) it's just supposed to be something that happens. A beautiful miracle. Like a knock your door. Hello, love. This has never happened to me. All I see are snowflakes, each with their own different pattern. But I'm not gonna sit around and cry, embrace the depression. I'm gonna run. I'm gonna run all the way to Los Angeles. To New York City. To London. To Paris. To heaven. Wherever I end up, meet me there.
xoxo lisa marie