Just Be Yourself

Why is it so hard for people to be themselves? You should be able to show your true self to others but so many people hide behind who they are or what they have. Women tend to hide behind clothes and makeup not wanting a man to see them “bare” and exposed but I have no problem with showing my real self.

I don’t have a problem with a man seeing me naked or without makeup because that is who I really am and beauty is found within the heart and soul. I’m a silly kind of girl with a serious side when I need to be but laughter is the key to my happiness and making others happy makes me happy.

I had this huge zit that took up half of my chin and this thing was like a fucking alien that just kept getting bigger and bigger. I finally went to the dr. and found out it was the merca bacterial infection I picked up at the hospital. Merca is like something you have never experienced as it hurts like hell and is like a huge zit or boil.

It finally healed with medication but now I have a scar which will eventually fade away, no it isnt pretty but hey it’s part of me for a while at least and can be covered with makeup. When you can bare yourself to others no matter what the situation may it be a hug zit or just mustard on your shirt from a hotdog, well that says you are pretty comfortable with yourself.

I think one of the funniest uncomfortable times is when you fart around the person you are dating for the first time. Its an awkward moment which is so embarrassing yet so funny and it’s natural. When you are in a romantic embrace or lieing naked together and out of the blue the fart makes itself known is just so damn funny to me.

I love embarrassing hilarious moments and I can remember swimming in high school co ed and swimming relays with clothes on over my suit and swimming to one end of the pool and removing the clothing and swimming back. Well wouldn’t you know that when I took off my shorts my bathing suit bottom came off with them but I didn’t notice.

I swam bare assed to the other end of the pool and when I reached the end my friends were laughing hysterically at me and telling me I was bare assed. It was funny I must admit and yes I was embarrassed but hey it was what it was. It’s moments like that, that make life funny and you realize that those moments are what makes life, life.

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