Can I be Sexy?

I’m sorry I couldn’t get to writing last night as I promised y’all. I tend to have some really bad days, you know? I just had a thought about a message I received today. Someone asked why I had taken all my “sexy” pictures down. Not sure if you guys are wondering the same thing. I hope you’re not. I believe there is nothing sexier than a woman who doesn’t have to show their body off to feel sexy. Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with showing your body off whether you are a female or a male. That also does not make you any less sexy. I think out of all of this, I want people to know who I am besides my body.

I am not my body. I’m me. I’m the person that goes the extra mile for people. I’m the person that has endured a lot of hardship. I’m the person that loves no matter what. I’m the person that proves people wrong. I am the person that has much more to give. My body is not the only thing that matters. I’ve always had a hard time with my body. Loving my body is hard, for many reasons. Sad reasons. Reasons that could make anyone cry. But slowly but surely, I’m loving myself. No matter what has stained me. No matter what has made hate every part of me. Nobody EVER AGAIN has the right to take that away from me.

My pictures are sexy TO ME and that is all that matters. There is nothing sexier than a woman that gets her work done, that doesn't need anybody, that isn't out there trying to get the easy way out (unless its math, everyone wants the shortcut), that doesn't alter her body and instead spends hours at the gym. There is nothing sexier than a woman that knows what she wants and is determined enough to achieve her goal.s.

I just came back from work about 15 minutes ago. I listed to “Are you Lonesome Tonight” By Elvis Presley. If you have not heard this song before, you should. Go for a drive with the chill wind hitting your side while you listen to this song. You’ll thank me for the suggestion. I love music. I really do. I love dancing and moving my hips to the beat. Sometimes I lose myself to the music and I don’t care who watches. I don’t care where I am at. I just do it.

If this entry does not show you how random I can be or how my thoughts at times jump around, I don’t know what will.