Until the day he calls me up and asks for my help, I won't help him. These are the grounds I stand on. Nobody will ever change, unless they want to change for themselves. If he wants to change, he will ask for the help if he needs it. If not, I guess he can just stroll along his way fucking every bitch out there he wants. It may hurt for me to hear or see, but either way he is his own person. He can do whatever he wants to do. On another note: I want someone who will love me for me. I want someone who will cherish every moment we have together. I want someone who wont call me a bitch or whore for a mistake that i've made. I want someone who can handle a deep conversation, and express their feelings to me without lying. When I get older, I want that someone to be there next to me making me laugh about all the good times we've had and how many more we still have to come. I want someone who loves me for me, and not who they want me to be. I want the best out of life. And I want that someone to engage in those moments right by my side. I seem to want alot hey? But in all reality, if someone loves you, they wont hurt you. Love isn't supposed to hurt. I'm in love, and it hurts like hell when I open my eyes every morning thinking about the pain I have endured, and how I could sacrifice my own life just for those few moments of love before death.