Everything is lost, sort of. If you would consider every thing you thought you were your life, then yeh I lost my life. I've lost so many opportunities to be myself, to dream, to sing, most of all. That's all I want to do, sing. Of course, every body dreams, so why can't my dreams be big? I've been so wanting to be what i've dreamed. Well might as well not feel sorry for myself, nothing good froms self-pity. I believe, if God wants me to sing, then he'll let me sing. Anyways, so my story is just a figure of speech. this isn't really a story. But I've been doing so well here, in Alabama, that I had to say that Im so thankful for my friends bieng here for me. So thanks guys, you're the greatest!!!! til' next time!!!
xoxo Britt
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