One of the most difficult things in life is trying to open a Bath and Body Works’ soap bottle. Don’t underestimate that shit.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul.
No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and unwavering as the ocean.
And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness
that both dazzled and dizzied me.