I'm Italian and Lebanese and very proud of both my heritages.
I am a very good cook.
I'm a dork and I don't care.
I like to draw.
I love taking pictures.
I love to read! I mean love. If I could do nothing but read all day every day that would be my idea of heaven.
Family and friends are everything to me.
I love the idea of happily ever after. People always seem to disappoint me. Sometimes I think I aim too high on the happiness scale but I want what I want and why shouldn't I? I refuse to settle. And if all I want is to cuddle or be welcomed home with a hug or a kiss or to hold hands while taking a walk why is that asking for too much?