My London Family

There are three choices in life: be good, get good or give up.

This is what I've learned from M in these two years he's been in my life. And I never gave up. I got better. And I can only thank him for that. Like a million times!!
And J made me say the "s" word so many times... That now I can just say it  
without feeling like I'm giving up. And it feels better than not saying it  
and just living with the fact that I was not right and I couldn't say  
so... I'm nearly there... I'm getting better.
L was there every time when I was down and even when she was "hating" me  
she was there when I needed a friend. Just how J and M were. And that moved  
me to the core. And I loved her straight away. Was the 3rd time since I moved to London when someone was being nice and genuine with me even knowing the only thing that she was seeing everyday was the horrible bitch I was. Lol.

These people are my "London family".... And when they're there for me  
anytime I need them, how could I not look out for them and love them like  
they're my family ?! ... No matter what! There's nothing I wouldn't do to  
keep them happy and safe!
I Guess this is real love... Not that kind of love... The only love I know is the one that's constantly giving without expecting nothing in return.
And that's me when I really love people. It doesn't happen very often tho! That's because it takes alot of nerve and patience to stay around someone like me... and they were somehow forced to do that... Hahaha! By M! Cause he saw the good in me and gave me a million chances...




Cristinnne.