A Perfect Gift Today was a good day. I woke up, looked in the mirror and loved what i saw. My eyes looked alive sparkling and playful. My skin youthful and glowing. My lips that little bit more seductive. Today I looked in the mirror and I looked good. Nothing had changed the marks on my face the imperfections on my body were all still there but today I loved them. I looked the same but something everything was different. It was the most perfect gift, to love myself in my entirety. My past my present and my future. To see me the way God intended me to be created. It was the most wonderful thing. Everybody deserves to feel like I did today. Today was a gift and I hope all of you have a chance to experience even a fraction of what I had.
I'm Meant To Be A Good Catholic So I just finished watching last weeks episode of The Borgias. Now Lord help me I am lusting after Francois Arnaud in a big way he even looks smoking hot in Cesare Borgias red cardinal robes. Now I know that it's drama and it's Shotime but I can't help feeling a little bit sacrilegious. And then I look at him and forget all other thoughts.
Black Holes My mother always told me that if you stare into the darkness long enough soon it will start to stare back. And then you'll have problems. It occurred to me whilst staring into the darkness that if everyone just spent a little time staring into the darkness too the world would probably be a better place Today whilst staring into the darkness that when it states back it may as well be a mirror for your soul after all ones sins are always easier to acknowledge in the darkness