Period.

So I am here again making the most of my life, trying to earn enough money to be able to live each day and feed my brother's mouth at home. Social life is not that important anymore because I have my boyfriend whom I love so much but I always make it to a point I keep my taste in tune with the "now."
Boring life you may think but I enjoy every bit of it. I know... I know... It has it's ups and down but being the madman that I am, believe it or not, I am able to manage. Firends keep me company; a Saturday of beers and stuff keep me in the flow of the world.
I know I am not much of beautiful sight but hey, at least a guy is inlove me. Or so I'd like to think. He's name is Robbie, my very own baby who I plan to keep for the rest of my life, of course, with his permission. I don't wanna go clingy and all. But he says he loves and I believe him. What happened in the past between us is "the past" and I don't care about it anymore. I love him... PERIOD!!!
But you know what? To be honest, I still have second thoughts about love. I know, you might say I should just be happy and all that I have Robbie. I agree. Robbie is more than I can ask for, asset-wise, if you get my drift. What I am saying is about LOVE, period. I have been hurt so bad before that it made me so pragmatic about it. I don't want to be unfair with Robbie. I love him so sincerely and I am giving him the LAST chance. Read that: LAST CHANCE. He is my last dance partner. Afterwhich I am gonna kiss dating goodbye. Another PERIOD for that. ;p