after a good many minutes of searching through current blogs,
trying to get ideas of how to start this blog of mine,
i remembered;
this isn't about getting ideas from others,
this is about me.
the TRUTH.
my life.
and there's no better way to start it,
but to tell of last nights adventures..
black and yellow
that whole experience, was rather..interesting.
some random guy grabbed my butt.
then whistled.
not okay.
another guy asked me to dance..
but esther had two rules before i left the house in her dress..
1.)i was not allowed to get any stains on her dress..otherwise she'd kill me
2.)i was not allowed to dance with any guys..especially grinding.
so my decline to the guy was
"no, i don't dance with guys.."
he then walked away,
and i screamed after him
"but i'm not a lesbian.!"
but because my decline did indeed make me sound like one.
classic me,
not thinking before i speak.
ohhh,
and apparently i dance like a whore.
also not okay.
but i live by brilliant words said by a great friend of mine..
katie davis.
"when life hands you streamers, throw a freakin party you punk."
the streamers metaphorically equaled black and yellow.
the party? equaled my dancing.
and i just let it go baby.
just let it all go.♥
because i don't even care.
and i LOVE to stand out.
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