I’m almost 27…and I still can’t accept myself. I think it’s time to grow up. I take my time, I need time…The thing is noone can’t do it but me. Finally.

I used to wear a mask. I mean – I always hide. I’m afraid to express myself. Even here – I don’t write the whole truth. I write about a girl who is “kinda” me. I used to PLAY..and not BE.

I must realise my responsibility in front of myself. I must accept myself as I am. I write a lot about it. I think sometimes that I did it..but time passes and I hate myself again for not being Miss Perfec-Someone-Else.

I have my drawbacks. Plenty. But I have good qualities too. I like learning. I’m inquisitive. I like acting. And I should stop thinking of my drawbacks. It’s normal. Not being perfect.
I should see Beauty inside Me and AROUND me. And I should smile the world.