Mic check…1….2…can anyone read me?
Alright let’s see….
So you know that feeling when you think you want to start something but you’re not quite sure of what it is you want to do but you just know you have something inside of you that is itching to come out?
You know? Or is that just me?
I mean I can’t possibly be the only person who feels this way.
Life is so beautiful and so painfully short that I decided to take matters into my own hands. I decided to become something bigger than myself, exit my comfort zone and write…a blog.
NOW, don’t go judging me because trust me, I’ve already done plenty of that myself. MY first thought when I came up with the brilliant idea was “Bitch, who tf is even gonna read this? AND let’s be real who even reads blogs anymore?!” I mean someone must right…you do…and I know this because you’re HERE. reading my thoughts…now smiling because you know I’m talking about you.
So you know what…here goes nothing. If nothing else, this will be the place where I clear my mind, practice my grammar, exercise my writing and school some of y’all on how to love yourselves, dump the fuck boys and how to defy the patriarchy.
Here’s to having some more of Stacey D., just in case you couldn’t get enough of me on Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter and soon to come YouTube.
If I haven’t painfully bored you to death, thanks for reading. I’m looking forward to dumping all these feels on y’all.
May we all find everything we’re looking for and may we someday feel like we’ve reached our highest potential. Here’s my attempt at destroying my fears of being just another mediocre soul.
Thanks for reading,
Stacey D., out.