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a potpourri of sense and feminine lunacy

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I have a short attention span. Some things and people can pique my interest in the beginning but i never have the fortitude to stick around long enough to make them work.

However much my romanticism and periodic emotionalism may seem to make me otherwise, i can be detached at heart. By nature i am capable of hurting those who care for me by the ease with which i break human ties and follow my own inclinations, whatever they may be. I guess this genial exterior that i present to the world helps me to be where i am, a teacher or any profession where sympathy and understanding must be used but cannot be allowed to interfere with routine.

That is why i'm so grateful that God still loves me for me and continues to fill my little tin heart with Him everyday; Christ does not simply satisfy my needs, He makes my cup overflow with His mercy and goodness.