Beauty or brains?
Fuck that, it’s not a dichotomy. Let’s not act like mascara glues girls eyes so shut that they can’t read a word of Dickens or solve a trig problem. Let’s talk about how no boy has ever been asked if he’d rather get his Bachelor’s or get married; no boy has ever been told that he’s too handsome to run for office. So why cover up my tits so you can take me seriously?
Beauty or brains? I’ll take ‘em all, thanks.
Last night we watched the latest Wolverine movie and it was a little weird because I used to be SO INTO comic books (especially Marvel books) and along with that, drawing and writing my own stories and being involved in those online communities.
I believe our lives have different seasons to them. Sometimes our interests shift and rotate and fall back and move forward… It makes me wonder what I’ll be doing in 10 years as far as interests/hobbies go. Still working out and training? Shooting? Art? Will I still have horses? I hope so.