I got me an Animal top.

I'm beginning to care less and less of what people think of me, my actual image I like and to be honest I was going to be more girly...but that's not me, so why should I? I was only doing it because I wasn't completely comfortable with myself, and everyone kept calling me a butch lesbian...hum definition of a butch lesbian...one that looks like a guy with really short hair all male clothes...I'm not that, everything I wear is girls I just have shortish hair, which is *slowly* growing!!

But now I'm a bit like meh think what you wanna think if you wanna think I'm a butch lesbian then go for it...I'm...Me...

So on thinking this I went shopping with my parents on Sunday after an ongoing battle of me saying No -I basically got dragged,- I got some new jeans, there casual and got an Animal top...not an actual animal top...the make. I put back on my beads and bandannas on the arms. pinned my hair back, Mass amounts of hairspray, and plenty of clashing colours cause today  I really couldn't give a toss pot and today was the happiest I'd been. I don't know if its due to me finally coming out of my skin. Like snakes do or tarantulas. But its the happiest I've been in so long, everything is looking up, like majorly!!

I have only me to thank to that and hundred of youtube's I watched over the weekend!!

Hope you had a good weekend biatches, Muchos Love!!