Yesterday I ran three miles without stopping and I'm so proud of myself. I'm finally learning willpower.
Okay so I saw this guy at the gym and he was super attractive, that besides the point. He had super muscular legs and that's super rare (like even his calves!) and I was jealous. Fitness goals my friends is to have thighs so strong I can kill a man with them.
Why do strangers think it's okay to touch my hair without asking me like I'm some fucking free petting zoo.
I always feel super conflicted but I think I'm in love. I think I'm actually okay with it too. I haven't freaked out about it lately.
I have been wearing my Havana twist for quite awhile but I think I'm going to 100% natural hair so I can feel comfortable with it again.
I'm going to see Joyce Manor today and I'm super stocked! It's going to be kind of a messy situation but I'm going still.
I see my neighbor everywhere and I feel like I should introduce myself but people don't do that anymore. At least not in Southern California or at least not where I'm from.
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