I feel so much better now that I fessed up to trying to be a sexy cam girl. (Even if I AM still pissed at ALL OF YOU for not kicking my ass or at the very LEAST, mocking me.)
As funny as those pictures are, in a way, they're upsetting to me because I know how desperately sick, lonely, and sad I was at that time in my life. But we aren't even going to go there, because I do NOT want to start crying and mess up my sexiness.
That's right, I said it, I'm still sexy. Infact, I'm sexier than I've ever been in my life. It's a whole new kind of sexy.
Ah, yeah. Puke on the shirt, triple chin, wrinkles on the neck, unbrushed teeth, skanky breath, unemployed, asswiper, Mesocrazy, kind of sexy.
But in all seriousness?
WHAT IN THE HELL HAVE I BECOME?
I'll tell you what...
A woman who has finally made peace with who she is. A woman who no longer is searching for love, acceptance and happiness because after going through hell looking here and there for it? She finally realised she had all of those things all along, she just couldn't see it because she was blinded by self hatred.
I've become a woman who loves her life, even if it isn't the greatest life or the one I fantasied about.
That's what!
(p.s. cheese)
Thassss my kinda sexay.
Work it.