Things won't always be easy. I'm not always easy to deal with. I can be sweet. I can be mean. I can be your pleasure. Or I can be your pain. Those are all parts of me. And I can assure you that I'm still the same. I'm still sensitive and caring but I'm also heartless and full of rage. Do you see me as a woman who's full of emotion or a beast who can't be tamed? We all have faults. Don't treat me like I'm some disaster. By telling me you can't love me, nor the next guy, or the one after. Someone will stay. And that someone will understand. He will never give up on me even when moments aren't so grand.
