...Why am I here again in my life? Who am I? What do I want? What The Fuck.... I think everything happens for a reason. And one big thing in my life is Am I wanting to debate my sexuality b/c my first love was named jon and this guy jon (nothing like my ex) is right here in front of me. And all I want him for is to talk to. To lie to me telling me everything is ok. But maybe he is the one and I would have let him pass by if he didn't notice my tattoo. He was brave enough to talk to me and I'm not even brave enough to talk to myself. I need protection. But that is what my tattoo represents. Proetection between me and my mom. She has the same one. I need someone. thats it!--