a smile with teeth

Jun 17, 2009 12:46

a mere 3 feet away from me is an almost naked celebrity who owns designer bags, whose waistline is more than 10 inches smaller than mine, whose face can turn 500 heads without so much as a bat of an eyelash.

and usually, this would send me into a funk. because, not only am i not as rich and as successful and as beautiful - i am also alone. yes, i am very insecure. and these are the moments when my green-eyed-monster would usually rear its head and devour me.

and as i stared, i waited for it to sink it's teeth in and start tearing me into bloody bits.

but it has not.

i am still in one piece, smiling, bopping my head to lila downs.

not bad, bia. not bad at all.

confidence, not bad, smile, getting better

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