Instead of being such an emo bitch, I went through a "self-reflection" session early this morning. You know what, I am so grateful that I am ME. I read all my previous posts and I realized that I am such a grumpy person.I complain a lot. I want things to go my way. I am such a grandma, in a good way though? Well, I'm not perfect, far away from a perfectionist but in my very point of view, I think people should really appreciate themselves, duh. Some girls even starve themselves just because they want to be skinny. I am skinny. And I should be grateful rather than "I hate my thighs, they're so big and my legs are short, ugh!" Some people don't even have the chance to wear stylish clothes. And I should be grateful because I have more than enough. Not to say that I am stylish, the fact is - I have clothes that fits me well. Some people are short and my height is just nice, not too tall nor too short. Some people were born with straight hair, I was born with wavy hair.
Some were born with imperfections, I was born perfect. So why should I be upset?
I know why, because I know I can never be good enough for you.
