My Heart

I typically use my heart. I make stupid impulsive decisions and I do not listen to anyone. In a way I am especially stubborn when it comes to decisions. I like to do things on my own and figure them out by myself. My heart is basically a big mass of bad decisions out of love. If I love someone enough I totally shut off my brain when it comes to them. I almost never use anything but my heart to make decisions. Unless, on that rare occasion I have a magic eight ball. I tend to forget all logical reasoning when it comes to my heart and what it wants to do. I guess that means I am emotional. Being this way, I get hurt a lot. Sometimes I unintentionally hurt other people. I hate when this happens and it happens a lot. Oftentimes I wish I did not have a heart at all. That way I would not be capable of making those really regretful impulsive decisions so often. And then I get to thinking that if I used my head all the time I would be like a robot. If we all used our heads, we all would be the same. We would all be robots. We would all be lifeless ordinaries. Life would be boring. So, even though sometimes listening to my heart gets me in trouble, I am still really glad I follow my heart. I even have a necklace with an owl on it and on the back it says “listen to your heart” because I strongly believe that if you listen to your heart you will reach your goals and follow your dreams.