I was just thinking that i have celebrated 6 birthdays as a blogger. There has been a lot of growth on my end, especially as i am given to introspection naturally. I think it will be hard for someone to tell me something about myself that i don't know, which is why i have no qualms telling anyone to fuck off, if they are chatting rubbish under the guise of "if i don't tell you as your friend, who will?"
Friendships....let's not go into that. I think i am done with that at this point. When someone decides to start running around like a crazy person for no apparent reason, I have no problem sitting back and letting them go crazy. I refuse to be drawn into someone else's madness.
While we are at it, I think i cuss too much. It's really not a part of my everyday vocabulary, except i am angry. I hardly ever get angry or lately if i am angry i am in an environment where i can't freely express my anger (i was stuck with an evil partner for two months, talk about exercise in restraint), so i end up not cussing unless i am relaying the story to someone else. We'll see if i can chill on the expletives when i write.
Guess who tied their hair to travel to and fro, even through one of the busiest airports in America? It's either i have no shame, I just don't send or over confidence is worrying me.
|This is the exact same scarf and the exact same way i tie my hair to the gym. This one pass #nofilter, #nomakeup.|
Have a great week, you guys and don't look for trouble.