I've been thinking. Yeps, again... Oooopss. What the hell is wrong with me? Everything that hurt me before, won't hurt me anymore. First thing: MY BODY. Yes, I've talked about that so many times but here we are again. I want to feel strong enough to say that I'm sexy. I can't understand why people like my hips or the way I dance when I'm in a good mood.
That happened on Friday's night: I was dancing alone on fire and suddenly a guy came and told me : "Wao, you're so fucking sexy." Are you fucking kidding me? That's what I though instead of saying to myself "You're the problem, you have the problem with you. People like different things and if someone is looking at you he's not making fun of you. Maybe he likes you.
If you think that I'm sexy, put your hands in the air! I don't mind if you do it or not because I'll be the first one who put her hands in theeeeee airrrrr *I've already done that*
Love, love, love.