So I'm Caitlin, I guess. I don't really believe in anything except the power of love anymore. And even though the feeling of heartbreak is enough to hold you to the fucking ground until you feel like giving up, love is the only thing I've ever felt sure about in my life so far. I'm strong enough to take anything you dare to throw at me, I'm wise enough to no longer make the same mistake twice and I'm nice enough to do anything I can for anyone who asks. I do shit that doesn't make sense, like honk at people I don't know when I drive by their house or spontaneously turn around in the middle of the road just to go talk to the cute guy who was walking on the sidewalk. I have my moments, and a lot of them, where I just can't stand anyone and I want to curl up in my heated blanket and sleep forever. I cannot stand it when people aren't tolerant of others' sexuality because it's just fucking ignorant and people should be able to love whoever they want whenever they want and you can get over yourself and love who you want and leave them alone. Welllllllllll, that's that and this is getting long so follow me if you like sad shit because that's what i post and that's for real. You can talk to me about anything too, just ask and I'll answer. :)<3