Well it's not like I mean to push people away. I hate myself for it -.- but hen again I forgive, and let people in too easily. Perhaps I'm just tired of being pulled around like a rag doll.
I still don't see how Dean's mom was actually worried since she hadn't seen me for months. There's some days I wished I lived in the middle of nowhere without any technology, just by myself with perhaps a dog companion, my fish, and my skills. But life doesn't work that way. Still have to pay money no matter where you live.
Breed for the breed, not for the money; the words any REAL breeder would understand.
You must know nothing in order to know all, for all is nothing and nothing is for all.