I am a female. And I am not a girl, or a woman. I am both!
I don’t have pink color as my favorite. But I love pink roses! And I have pink thoughts of course! And I love them, too.
I am sometimes the crazy, young, impulsive and spontanius girl and in other moments, I am a serius, romantic, patient woman.
I don’t get why every girl has to love pink. I just hate it sometimes… And I don’t understant why it is not «right» to be both girl and woman. I just can’t be just the one. I can’t be only a girl. ‘Cause I am not 10 years old… But I can’t either be only a woman. ‘Cause I can’t go on being serius and restrained all the time!
I just need to laugh sometimes without a reason. I just need my cheeks to be pink because of my shyiness! I don’t want to hide this younger side as old as I am now or in the future. And even if I love so much this part of mine, I hate it sometimes. Because it hides my female side. This side I love possibly more than my younger side!
I love and I hate my pink side almost the same at the same moment! But I can’t go on without it!
My responce to The Daily Post