Just me


Hey again. It’s me, the lonely, then happy, then bored, then excited for life again girl. Yeah me. lol. I’m kidding, I’m actually great. I just think. Like I genuinely think a lot, it’s just who I am. It makes me ME. I’m an over-thinker. Anxiety inducer. Stresser.. Hypochondriac.  Shopping addict. Girly girl. Makeup girl. Home bodier. Intro and extroverter. Sporty girl. Confident girl. Pretty girl. Yeah. You get the gist. But behind all that, on the inside, is a terrified girl, who wants to go back to the womb! lol AGAIN. No actually, I love me. I’m obsessed with myself. I’m my biggest fan. I’m a hustler. I’m a queen. And so are you. It’s important to look at yourself every morning and tell yourself, you’re a fucking badass bitch. Badass bitch. Boss ass bitch. I love saying bitch. I love being a boss ass bad ass bitch. Look at yourself and go that’s me, a hot, confident, empowering, inspiring woman. Because folks, that’s just me.