There are days that I wish that my life was like a story book. That I could find my prince charming and live happily ever after. But life is not always like that. Nothing in my life has ever been easy. I wish I had a normal happy family. I wish that my parents were happy with each other. Hell they should have got a divorce along time ago but my mother is to set in her Catholic way of life. Because of my parent’s relationship I don’t believe that I could never be the ideal wife to a potential husband. To this day I’m so confused of how to be a good girlfriend that I try to push everyone away. I is very difficult for me to show true love or emotion to someone when I have had such poor role models. How could I even the person that I should be? How can I be the ideal girlfriend, friend, student, daughter, and sister when I don’t know what that is? There are days that I don’t believe that I was ever destined to have a happy ever after.

Twiggy,

I love you more than you every realize and you make me happier than I’ve ever been. I don’t know if that’s what you mean by ideal, but that’s what I consider it to be. All I want in this world is for you to be happy and to be happy with me.

Love you