I never want to be the girl a guy thinks he scored. I never want to be the best he thinks he can do.
Nothing I am is the best of me.
I am something. I am not the best of me.
There is so much I want to be and so much I am unsure of.
I want to be powerful and smart and determined. How do you be those thing and be loved?
Nothing in Texas tells me I can be those things. What I see is family, conservativism, seriousness, denial…not life.
I want to understand life for what I grew up believing. I grew up believing in individuality, personal responsibility, and a desire for better.
I need to reach a point where giving back is a requirement, not a desire. A point where life may not be what I expected, but where the best is expected of me.
Anything less than the most seems like a cop-out. Anything worth its salt seems difficult.
There is so much more I can give.