Writing this stupid paper for my human sex class, and it’s basically about how my family is the best support system ever; how they made me feel comfortable with myself and who I am, how they shaped me into being a strong, confident, and independent woman, how open we are with each other, knowing that we can confide in each other if ever I have questions, concerns, or just need someone to talk to about anything. I’m pretty sure I’ve gone pretty off topic about the whole writing about “my sexuality”, but it’s supposed to be a reflection, and honestly, I think that confidence and feeling comfortable with yourself is the most important part of understanding yourself as a sexual being.

Besides, what else am I supposed to write about?

I know I’m not anywhere near my UGW, and I know I hate the way I look.

But I don’t care, I’m going to Santa Cruz tomorrow for one of my best friend’s birthdays, and I’m going to wear my bikini, and I’m going to rock that shit. So my legs are full of cellulite, bug bites, and chaffing scars, they look pretty disgusting honestly lol, any my stomach will not stop jiggling whenever I even move. 

I honestly don’t give a shit. I’m going to be confident, I might take off my clothes and just wear my bikini, I might not. It honestly depends on how confident I feel and what we’re doing.

I’m just going to stop worrying about it, because there’s nothing else I can do.

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It’s too big, it’s too wide
It’s too strong, it won’t fit
It’s too much, it’s too tough
He talk like this ‘cause he can back it up

He got a big ego, such a huge ego.

I love his big ego.

When I’m breaking down and I can’t be found.

As I start to get weak,

'Cause no one knows me underneath these clothes.

But I can fly, we can fly, oh


'Cause I am a Superwoman.

Even when I’m a mess,

I still put on a vest

With an S on my chest

Oh yes, I’m a Superwoman.

You don’t understand,

There’s no equivelant

To me,

Check my qualities,

In my back pocket

Got affection,

and not to mention the thug in me

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