I have questions. A lot of them. My mind races and it stalls. It hates to know everything but even more, it hates to not know. So I constantly ask questions to figure things out. Make my own assumptions based on what I uncovered. With each question comes another. Snowball effect, if you will. I wonder if one day I'll relax and never have to know. Until then, I'll grow with every honest answer someone gives me. I'll grow more with every false response. What do you question?

-When will we know we are mature?
-What constitutes falling in love?
-What makes me fall out of love?
-How will I learn to trust a guy again?
-Is it possible to break a wall down that I continually build higher?
-Are random strangers the best solution?
-Are friends/aquaintances even a solution?
-Where will this life take me?
-Who will fall in love with me?
-Who will fall out of love with me?
-Who will break my heart?
-Who's heart will I break?
-Does the past really matter?
-Am I really who I say I am?
-Could I be a better person...?


Some of the preceeding thoughts you may have had at one point, have on a daily basis, or will have in the future. What are your answers? What are mine?