My life I would describe as yet unknown, unfulfilled or somewhat empty. I have lots of friends that I hold dear to my heart but most of the time I cherish my solitude. I embrace sorrowness and heartbroke as a force that keeps me moving on, a force that gives me strength. I've never had the oppurtunity to feel the bliss and tantalizing moment called true love, or love at least. I'm capable of such tenderness and caring one could provide, but I'm also capable of horrible things one could never imagine. The world seems to move on, but yet it seems the same to me. Feeling stuck and decadent, I'll wait faithfully for someone to fill my emptyness..."