A million dreams

I haven’t blogged in a very long time, and I am really not to sure why, I am usually not one to open myself up to the world around me, I enjoy hiding in my little one bedroom apartment but I felt like sharing a piece that I wrote and I don’t care if you judge me anymore.

“I think there is one question we all need to ask ourselves, “Do we love ourselves?”, would we love someone like us? What if we come to a point in our lives that we say we wouldn’t even love someone like ourselves, how do we begin to change when we are so use to what we’ve become and would you rather be alone forever or change so one day you can fall in love.

I wouldn’t love someone like me, I’m sad, I’m anxious, I’m scared and I care far to much, I have a fantasy dream of being in love that will I will never meet. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep because I’m just a pisces with a million dreams that will never come true, and maybe I am just learning to accept the reality of this now. “