As a child, I was showered with insecurities. When I wasn't worried about my weight, I would be crying about my skin and my hair. I always had to date the good looking guy, hang out with the good looking crowd, wear the best designer clothes. In other words, I was a pretentious bitch. As my days at the Circus unravel, I realize how much of my old skin I have shed. I have traded in the beautiful men for the tattooed, the hot, flighty girls for the super cute, bright, career-oriented ones, and Chanel for the forever 21. As I sit in Caribou Coffee, drinking on my overpriced iced coffee and listening enviously to a woman with a strong Brooklyn accent rave about her hometown, I realize how fortunate my life is. Now if only I could get motivated to write lines for Cambodia.
Loves,
mer
Benvinutu
- mer
- I am an aspiring writer who is and will always be a work in progress. My life is about passion, compassion, expression, adventure, inspiration, and finding clarity. My life is crazy but I’d have it no other way.
My blog is worth $5064.54.
