I'm going out of my mind, I need more Prozac and alcohol and lots of it …
I need to talk to you! But I feel cut off, left out and hopeless …
Did I tell you I'm a drama queen? … Dramatic, despairing Diana, that's me.
Extreme highs ------- extreme lows ….
Feet on the ground huh, maybe that's where I should plant myself, instead of this fantasy world that has a God that sets me up for the best things in life, a life of dreams that can come true, of pre-destined outcomes and ever lasting Love.
I'm a dreamer, a gullible Kiwi, sheltered from the hard world, living in Gods own paradise.
I have a passion, a curiosity and energy like a child, and a body like a woman, a mind like one too, but my heart breaks as the child.
My heart is honest and true, I dream goals like a girl and gain them like a woman.
I have the heart of gold that people talk of, and I'm kind and loving, loyal, generous, honest, forgiving, intelligent, deep, loving, caring and sexy.
I have hope yet despair
Love yet hate