I'm not a perfect person. Nor is anyone. No one seems to grasp the concept commitment in my generation. I live in a generation where vulnerability is seen as weakness. And openly honest friendships seen as manipulative.

I'm finding it harder to trust people everyday. I have no true in person friends at the moment, though each season God brings me is remembrance of his promises to me. I like it when I meet a guy who isn't stuck up with a stick in his as trying to be a tuff macho and incapable of opening up to me like a brother.

I like it when a woman is able to be herself around me, her authentic self with no filters. Just a flower stand alone in a garden with me.

I miss a time I never got to have.

I express myself in deep poetic creations I call "Angel's Redemption."

A statement of not just love to our creator, but a testimony in of itself. An expression of who I wanted to be with friends along side me. A sacrificial man, young and aspiring to do the right thing, with the qualities Christ had for me. Laid out as a walking representation in both his own time during his first coming, The words he spoke in The bible, and when he comes again.

In all this to say.

I am very lonely.

I took a path I cannot turn from.

If I can't find anyone who's willing to walk with me. . .I'm so tired of hearing people talk to me about women. I don't want to hear anything about it anymore.

Solitude and isolation are two very different things. I seem to be choosing isolation at this point.

She couldn't even say "I love you."

3 years of drama and hurt, and arguing, all far what?

Just to let me walk away.

Heh.

I'll never understand humanity.

I'll focus on what I love. And who's with me in the moment. I'll give them the best of me and if that's not enough?

I did what I could.

I want death to find me in a natural cause. I don't have any desire to leave here at all.

Besides I have a mission, or a "calling" if you will.

Help people become they're truest selves.

Through factual truth. an objective singular statement that outlines who we were all meant to be in an undeniable way.