I often wonder what I am doing in this world and what I have come to accomplish. It is awkward to me to know that I have a boyfriend, but there are times that I do not believe that I am supposed to be with him. Yet, there are times that I know I am supposed to be with him. I guess that this is what love consists of. I know that when I am happy with him I have no doubt in my mind but when I am encountered with problems that I would rather not mention I just want to leave and run away. What am I supposed to do with this? I guess time will tell.
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