this may be the beginning of something beautiful…

tumblr_n3ksmawRZm1qa70eyo1_500          So here I go…

I am woman (hear me roar)? lol no seriously. I’ve decided to share my thoughts bc most times I’m questioning the sense I make. actually most times I’m questioning my reasoning and sanity. But, that’s another story. I’m compulsive, I’m insecure, I’m loud yet painfully shy. I struggle like most women with identity and weight. I suspect my boyfriend is gay or that he may be a Russian spy. (no evidence to support either suspicions) I’m convinced to I have some kind of undiscovered diseases of the mind or that I’m simply bipolar…yes i self diagnose via Google. Sue me. I’m a dreamer, a doer, a thinker. and you know what I’m coming to realize? That no matter our ages we are just children in adult bodies making mistake after mistake. Hey that’s life and that’s real. But, what is real? Well, that all depends on when you ask the question and also depends on the music I may be listening to at that moment…but in this moment I believe love is real but I question it, a lot. I believe in myself. but, I am not exactly sure why. Yet I believe and that there is already a good start. Now I believe I’m ranting lol. but hey, I do a lot of that also. why? Well I honestly don’t know but I blame it on the fact that I’m a free thinker. On the fact that I question almost everything. Then question why I question to begin with. Thus, I don’t allow many people in my head bc as you can imagine, it’s pretty cluttered in here. But here I am giving you all a key to sections of my mind hoping to find like minded earthlings  (or not) who will remind me that I am not so alone…Till next time, over and out.

xo,

Bee

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