I love easily. I love fast. Sometimes I get jealous. My feelings get hurt. I have a story. I'm reliant. I'm blessed. I get attached easy. Lately I have found that I am super emotional and I'm not quite sure why. I'm pretty much a pansy. I'm not really one to confront people with problems, I kinda just let it blow off. I let people use me. I like for people to be real. Close friendships are what I live for and I get REALLY excited about new friends. I want to be pursued. I'm beginning to find out more and more everyday what is important. I'm not good with spoken words. I write poetry. I want you to know my heart and I want to know yours. I love to make people smile. Encouragement is good. Little notes are good too. I love mail. I love art. I love creativity. I have a twin sister that lives in New York and we look nothing alike. I do not claim to be perfect but that is what Grace is for. The kind of Grace I do not deserve.