Pointless Babble

Today I thought: I'm the girl who cleans and washes her clothes in her underwear. It's more comfortable that way.

It's hard to have confidence if you don't like how you look in your underwear or naked even. I make a point to wear only underwear whenever possible these days. Seeing as I basically only own the lacy kind, it's always a lovely view (for no one but myself *sad sigh*). I, along with many other women, have often found that just wearing sexy underwear underneath plain clothing can give you a boost. Then you pass that point, and can wear anything and still feel confident. I wear men's flannel shirts now and get twice as many looks as I did wearing regular shirts...of course that's like saying a model who gets a certain amount of attention wearing VS underwear, gets twice as much naked. It's a lot.
I don't care. It's comfortable.

Also. Brown men. Really though. I should pursue brown men. It's funny how it comes into a full circle. Started with brown people, 20 years of white, and now I'm thinking if my current heart's desire doesn't work out, my heart may return to the origin of brown.
Cross your fingers that it works one way or another. My heart should go to a man who can fully appreciate it, regardless of his skin color. I'm just trying something different...unless Luke gives me the answer I want...in which case...it would be different for him and me. Okay good night babble babble.

Also my dad sent me texts tonight. I was shocked and didn't know how to respond. WEIRD