Why are we women always hardest on ourselves.
Sometimes I’m straight shocked by My own inner voice. It HATES me.
I can see your beauty through a lead wall. But mine. It’s nowhere.
Thank you for this. ❤
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.
