Perfection is hard. Its demanded of me, I know but sometimes not being perfect is so frustrating! and that makes me sad. Being sad is not good.
How can I work hard to be perfect but still be happy? Is that what drive is? Passion? Thoughts are hard. Is it cute that I keep trying so hard? But you want me to be perfect right?
I’m not even sure what I’m talking about anymore.
A nice guy ordered me so many cute clothes! They are all so tiny and pink! Oh! And a American flag bikini! but its like a g-string! I’ll have 3 pairs of stripper heels now too! I’m working so hard to wear them everywhere, but I’m a little wobbly and shy too. but yay! *giggles*