It seems as if whenever something bad happens if something makes me sad it has something to do with a boy..
Yes I'm dissapointed that I am a victim of being dribbled, but I have been through this enough to know that it is not the end of the world.
Somewhere out there is the perfect man for me and I am willing to wait for Him.
My life is not gonna stand still just because ther's a man who doesn't know my value, I know my value and I will preserve it in every way I can.
I am worth more than gold,
I'm a boss, bitch.. I don't cry
