I went out with Q and her friends, plus J last week. I had a great time, and honest great time, didnt have to put on a happy face! Until today, i thought i was getting over this messy breakup bullshit. But ill write another post about that.
We went to a dancehall party, i put on my baddest outfit, showing off my new great body, and got so many compliments. When you feel like something the cat dragged in most of the time, its nights like those you have to suck it all in like a vacuumcleaner, take the compliments and dont be ashamed to do so.
And i danced my ass off! Had so much fun, didnt even drink too much. The next day i had a message on facebook from a guy who saw me there, saying he loved my look but was too shy to come up to me... I guess he found me on one of his friends profiles, but that have taken some detective work! Some woman was taking MAD pictures of me too, for a fashion site, she was snappin away at me when i was dancin with J like there was no tomorrow.
If this blog wasnt "undercover" id post those photos when i see them online. Maybe i will and just X out my face;)
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