My skin is breaking out and my eyes are red from scrubbing my makeup off today. I’m wearing high school volleyball sweats with a line of paint on the ass where I backed up into a wet cabinet door. I ran my fingers through my hair until every curl was separated. I am holding it out of my face with a green headband I have been using every night for about 5 years. My white slippers with the purple butterflies are on. I wear a light green tank top that is see through enough to not only see my nipples but make out where each of my tattoos lie.

In no way shape or form would I ever allow anyone else to ever see me outside the house like this, I look fucking sexy.

Like not in a conventional way though, more like “free girl” “wild lady” kind of way.

And although I feel stuck and confused right now. My body knows who I am, she knows what I deserve.

demands it.