being perfect is not my intention.
and really, to me life is too short to care about being judged.
people always will and i was never one to feel the need to please them.
-i read this on bohemian musings.
people will judge no matter what. they'll judge me for having red hair. or my fair skin. the car i drive... i see people judge my husband for having sleeves of tattoos on his arms. thankfully not everyone judges to that extreme but people do judge. but honestly, it's a distraction from themselves. a distraction from their own insecurities. i've come to realize that caring about what others think in a way that stifles what you really want in life makes us a prisoner to other people's judgements. i don't want live that way.
i want to live free and be me.