If you can't handle me at my worst then you don't deserve me at my best.
Woven of the threads of women before me.
A beautifully tragic human
Woman. Daughter. Cousin. Niece. Friend. Granddaughter. A revolution of my generation.
I'm not someone to be underestimated.
I'm not someone to approach lightly.
I'm a girl whose suffered broken hearts at the hands of broken boys.
I'm a girl who knows what she believes in and fights for it.
I'm a girl who speaks truth and love.
I'm a woman, I'm a human.
Love me for ME. ALL of me. ALL of my broken, methodically taped back together pieces, all of my stubborn ways, all of my outspoken, often harsh words, all of my feelings and love.
Take me for what I am or leave me.