one of those days.

Sometimes I wish I could press "rewind", sometimes it's "fast forward".
I guess you can't pick and choose memories. I guess you can't pick and choose experiences. I guess you can't pick and choose the people who make an appearance in your life. I wish I could weed out the scum and keep just the nice ones.
Atleast there are so many more people I'd rather keep than throw out. I guess that's nice, it makes me happy.

I guess I just want to meet more of the keepers. I want to meet a man who understands me, someone who wants to hold me tight when I'm happy, but also when I'm sad. I want to take care of a man who wants to take care of me. I want to be there for him whenever he needs me, I want to make someone happy, I want to make someone's day. I want us to experience things together, in a little world all our own. I want him to want me just as much. I want to be in love again. I want to meet someone who's all the man I've ever wanted. And I want to be all the girl he's ever wanted.

It's harder than it seems.