No really, I don't know why, but my break ups really do make me a depressed person. I don't know why... I think it's because I'm so genuine and on a usual note, happy. Usually, I'm genuinely happy and content, but right now I'm off. I'm off, the whole balance of my life's beam and spiritual conception is off. I don't feel completely whole, I've been doing some sinning so I have some praying to do as well.

The beautiful thing about it though is that somewhere along the line I feel as though I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm going to be okay.. I don't need or want anyone. I'm trying to stay focused on myself, but deep down I know that I'm not meant to be alone.