afraid to LIVE ALOUD, at least FEEL ALOUD…“Vogue,” sashay, and strike a pose through that sonser! (even if you only doing it in your mind).
As for me, I aint stopping at the door and contemplating for NOBODY. My approach in this life is simple-whether you like it, care, hate it, love it, it makes you uncomfortable, or not:
I am beautiful.
And as the When Doves Cry singer sings it: “Ya might not know it now, baby but I-R.”
That being my mantra and manifestation, beautifully, THIS dove insists on flying (and in that regard, not contemplating or crying for NOBODY)!
#ChooseBeautiful
…for, “average” (and not even “beautiful”) are necessarily verbs—but CHOOSING (to be or feel) beautiful IS.
