I hope some day someone will hold me, for twenty minutes straight, with not an ounce of selfishness to it. I believe now that love is a tricky bastard and you have to weve your way around it. It's confusing, lovely, and sometimes fucked but I still want it. Right now I know I just need to love myself. I am learning. It is the hardest thing I will ever endure but I will prevail. I don't need the world to accept me. I need to accept me. I already like the personality(accept for the crazy part)all I need is to love my being. Time will tell...