it starts and ends with you

I started this blog because of you. Somehow I thought it would heal me. Surprise, it didn't. Though some wonderful men interfered along the way.

I still believe in soulmates. I still think some people are meant for each other. Yup, like beer and football. Just like you were made for me.  Even though they hurt each other. And I'm still trying to figure out how to live my life like this. I'm not proud of myself. I fight my wars every single day. I don't usually win. And no, I'm not cool, I'm not sweet, I'm not fearless, I'm not attractive. I'm just never enough.