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I'm feeling like an a**hole, so I will write what the heart feels.
I grew up in a small town, spent years in unhappiness, moved to a big city, and now the corners of my lips are curling up in a smile. Ever so slowly.
I think Katy Perry should be seen, and not heard.
I will never successfully accomplished the cracked nail look.
I'm not shy; I'm reserved. If I'm quiet in a group of people I am only assessing the situation or new person that has come into the midst.
I love: fuck i don't know what to write.
If you only thrive on male attention and are dumb as fuck because you are willing to please men, I hate you.
My worst fear is to live in poverty again.
I find men either too feminine/ submissive or too dominant/abusive. I don't need either.
I'm glad I've gone through the things in my past because I would not be the woman I am today.
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