From the Heart...

My mind is stupid clouded, so just bare with me.

I’m ready.
Ready to bare my soul.
I hurt…like hell.
I cry.
I fight.
I scream and shout.

But all of this is on the inside. Face the facts Tiff, this is what it is.

I’m READY to move on.
Get over it.
Get PAST it.
But how?
HOW can I get past it?
How can I just say, “Well thank you love. You f**ked with me for 3 years, it’s been fun.”
How do you get say “Goodbye” when goodbye has never been said?

Tired.
More like exhausted.
I could care less about getting to know love again.
I could care less about being with love again.
That is too far in advance for me.
I’m just trying to get past the hurt.

I hope you smile at night.
I hope you realize that my world is foggy while yours is flashing with lights.
I hope…

Somewhere out there, IS somebody for me.
Who’s going to love Tiffany Nicole for who she is.
She’s not perfect and she’s not a goddess.
She’s just a lame ass from Nashville, TN.
I love football, Golden Girls, and music.
I fear God and balloons.
I hate ignorance.
I’m pretty simple, extremely plain.
I’m going to get what’s mine.

"The past is never JUST past for it shapes your future"