PureVolume

For years I lived my life doing what pleased others. And because of that I have yet to really know who I am. I discover new things about myself everyday, and everyday I find at least one more thing I'd like to teach myself. I'm curious and ask alot of questions. I'm naive and I see nothing wrong with it. I have goals and aspirations. I have passions.

As far as friends go, they've always come and gone, nothing ever really stable. I grew up without that sense of security a "best friend" can give. I'm a very independent person because of this. Just recently I have come across a select few people [both close and far] that truly mean the world to me. I have no need to list them here. They all know who they are. They're the ones I sincerely say "I love you" to everyday [I do not use those words loosely].

My lips are left un-kissed, my hands un-held. I'll find him someday. You know who I mean... "the one". Until that day my morals will stand strong.

I struggle with my faith. I pray to God everyday, yet I question his existence. Some may call this ignorance. Diselief, maybe? I only see it as uncertainty. I suppose my day will come where something will happen and my faith is restored. I can only hope so.

If there is one thing i am certain about, it's that there is more to me than just these written paragraphs. They are merely an excerpt from my life. If you so choose to get to know me better, you're just going to have to come along for the ride. As you learn, I will too.