Whose Job is it?
I know mine. Its to make me happy. No one else. If I want to change my hair color wear a bold lip or wear a fake nose ring or express myself in ways that causes you to be uncomfortable?why not? Whose job is it to make me happy? I know who I am. What's not being yourself? I've been through the emotional trenches I know what's me. It took obstacles to get here. To know true self. It's still obstacles and twist and turns to go through to learn and unlearn. What does it matter what I do with my body or my image. Does it make you happy depending on what I do? Look in the mirror and ask yourself are you making you happy or seeking through others to find that happiness through others happiness by high key hating. wishing you could do the same?
