so.

just about a couple of minutes ago, my friend Ed tell me that i am a ‘wolf in sheep clothes’

…that made me think…

how much have i changed?

 

i was the ’sheep in wolf clothes’… i used to be hard, flirty and really bitchy.

i worked with guys day by day and hell that was my charm and my doom… being all tomboy and independent… showing that noone could hurt me, i had this protection shell that no one could break…

 

now, i don’t know who the hell i am… i’m all swallow and mellow and shitty weak and fragile… and everyone notices it… i can’t hide it

i broke my own shell, and i feel so exposed… now i am the girly that forgot ‘how to say hi to a girl in a bar’… i don’t know how to talk to people anymore…

and when someone gets to know me a little more, they are surprised that i’m so slutty inside, that i’m bisexual and open minded… that i care about sex so much, that i can be so creative… and dirty and bad girl.

 

i can’t tell, who the hell i am…