Vanity

I can't believe my body is what's getting me through my day.

 I'm so in love with myself, i'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

I check myself out more than often now because I'm very proud of my hard work at the gym
[which reminds me, I need to buy more thongs, thanks to my new self-obsession]

Usually my self-esteem drops after a break-up, but it just keeps escalating. and not just physically, I've been meditating thanks to a friend of mine, and I really love my soul.

I'm very flawed, I cry a lot, I can have a bad temper around certain people, I overthink.

BUT

I'm really hilarious and friendly, my political views are getting stronger, I'm very responsible when it comes to school and life, and my crooked smile lights up many lives, and I see the effect my smile has on the people around me. I give the best hugs and I'm very warm. Also, my dance skills have improved, last time I went out a girl I know came up to tell me how much she loves my dance moves.

Vanity? so be it.

I'm still the nice girl that's approachable, and that's all the matters.

The only real advice my father ever gave me is that I should always smile whenever I make eye contact.


I loved him, but I actually love myself even more,he's alright compared to me [Sorry, Babe. it's true]. Who would've thought I would ever feel this way.


Side note: I got my transcript today, I didn't do as bad as I thought I did in the past 4 years. Smile list, check!