Sunday, October 4, 2009
to move on or not to move on
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
one sided relationships
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
these days
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Confidence--embrace it!
- I have hips.
- I have a butt.
- I have boobs.
- I have curves.
- I have imperfections.
- I love every single one of them.
I feel that every woman, no matter what size/shape you are, should learn to love yourself. You only have one body and one life. Unless you believe in reincarnation. Then that's another story, for a different blog. But mainly, be confident.
Take chances. Be brave. Be bold. Take risks. Go the extra step. Talk to your crush. Wear that low cut shirt. Try something new.
Because if you don't, you'll never know. And you'll regret it for the rest of you life. If you try something new and it doesn't go the way you planned, oh well. Get over it. If he doesn't call you back, then he's not worth your time. All I can say, is that if you don't like something, don't sulk about it, change it.
But be true to yourself.
Always.
Because you are beautiful. No matter what they say.
Even on those days when you don't wear make-up. You're still gorgeous. =]
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Sugarcoating It.
- He rescues her, or she rescues him. Someone is always rescued. No one can just be ok, they need rescuing. So, I need to be rescued in order to find the love of my life.
- One of them is rich. Or has enough money to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. So I guess that the man of my dreams will be rich. I can't wait.
- When they touch each other, like when they first shake hands, bump in an room, whatever, a shock runs through them. More then electricty. So, now I will start to touch every man I see. I will see how that one goes.
- Kissing each other is like nothing they have ever felt before. It's like Miss. K always tells us about the love of her life. I don't even want to go on about this kissing shit.
- He always is tall/dark/handsome/mysterious/built. Always. She is pretty much always thin, blonde, with average size boobs. Oh well, no romance for me I guess.
