Who is ever sure about who and what they are? You might think you know...but who is ever sure?

I know what I try to be: kind, compassionate, loving...but I haven't got that down so well yet...I still wonder why some idiots talk to me. I still think of some people as dumb dipshits who cannot have a brain in their big useless heads...these thoughts are few and far between but there impact is enormous.

I love sunny except if it's too hot...but i love rainy days too...I wonder f you could have a picnic in the rain...?
I love even the little things in life...but...here it is...I hate people. I love them, but I hate them. I'd love to never see another human being in my life...but they remind me of what I'm here for.

So, my wole being is full of  contradictions...I guess you'd have to see my heart to really know who I am.