Your Mouth Waters
I guess one might say I’m in a bit of a mood…but definitely in a good way.
I’ve been having better and better days and I owe it all to my attitude and the way I approach each day, each hour…each second.
I need and deserve some good shit in my life, and the only way I’m going to get it is by projecting out there that I am amazing, happy and good. And I am. None of it is an act. It’s me.
I am going to be 30 in 3 months. Yep. I don’t really feel like I’m 30 and I sure as shit don’t look like it either. I’m going to be a bad-ass 30 year old lady. I’m rocking my tatts, and I have a bleached blonde ‘hawk. And not some dinky faux, I mean legit, the barber straight-razored the fade ‘hawk. My intentions are to let it get long enough that if I feel brave enough to try, I can do a pomp…once I figure out the proper mechanics behind it.
I may have gained a little weight, but I know I can get it back off. I think I look pretty decent, even with the extra couple of pounds. I’m still pretty much wrinkle free, there isn’t a ton of grey creeping into my hair, and I feel comfortable in my own skin and in the clothes I choose to wear.
I have a huge heart and beautiful baby blues, plus a huge smile and a nice rack to boot! I’m kind of traditionally old-fashioned in that I believe in romance and monogamy, but I’m very open-minded and imaginative sensually and sexually.
Really, lately I’ve kind of felt a little bit like a rockstar. It’s like I just hit a moment and life started lighting up inside me again.
Now I just need someone to enjoy and appreciate that and me.
Ready? Set. GO!

i guess i’m not the only one getting his spirits up! im happy for you and i hope all goes well for the both of us!
Well, you gotta be positive to get positive, right?
Asides, dwelling on the shit that has happened before only brings back the stink…you know what I mean?