I want too much because I want it all.
I want to be independent but I want to be able to depend on others.
I don’t want a job that I like. I want a career that I love.
I want to feel good about myself - all the time.
I want to look healthy and feel healthy.
I want the good looking guy who shares the same morals as me.
I want the guy who will go to church with me - not because he has to, because he wants to.
I want the guy who will push me to be a better person.
I want the guy who will challenge me with positive motivation.
I want enough money to live comfortably. I don’t need to live lavishly.
I want to feel secure in my place in this world.
I want to give back to others in all ways that I can.
I want to make a difference in the lives of strangers.
I want to be the better person.
I want true passion.
I want real contentment.
I want honest commitment.
I want to read more and watch television less.
I want to be more active and outgoing.
I want to be the absolute best person I can possibly be.
I know it’s going to be a long road… a hard road with plenty of obstacles. I just hope I can stay on track. Anything worth having is worth working hard for… worth fighting for. I just hope I truly have what it takes to get there. Pain is weakness leaving the body. Something tells me I’m weaker than I act, because I’m pretty sure it’s gonna hurt like hell to get to where I want to be.
