Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Twenty Fifteen is over.

I love without expiration.
I often mistake tolerance as friendship.
The line between personal and professional are very blurred (in my life). 
There is nothing I wouldn't do for those I care about. 

I want to travel the world. 
I want a family of my own. 
I see the two as mutually exclusive. 

I'm greatly taken advantage of in all aspects of my life. Sometimes by those I hold dearest to me. 

Fin.

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