Listening to Erika Badhu. Still figuring out everything on here. I guess I am making it more than it really is. I just gotta bleed myself into this. Be real to who I am and not give in to social pressures or my own insecurities. I am deep like the bottomless ocean though. With more layers than an onion and much more to cry about. I know I am not everyone's cup of tea but I would like to think that there are a few people out there that would dream me up in their fantasy. Thats really what fuels my journey here. To love who I came out to be, no matter the fucked up scars on my arms or saggy belly from bearing life within me. I have had to deal with some fucked up people in my lifetime and lost the most important man in my life as a little girl. SO, no one can tell me not a damn word about who or how I should act like or what to feel nor know what I feel. Im done with that pressure. Love me or leave me. Its just that simple.....
