I have developed a peculiar disease. Insomnia. I call it peculiar because a heavy sleeper like me do not develop insomnia. Its against the law of nature. I love sleep. And now I cant get any. So courtesy insomnia, I am up at 3:20 am writing a random post, switching between watching the sisterhood of the travelling pants 2 and the river wild and just wide awake.
And know what, its march 8th, international women's day, so cheers to the girl power and femininity and tom-boyishness and everything sweet and sour, to the high heels and walking barefoot on the beaches, to the creative side and the dumb one, from messy hair to chic up-do's, from not giving a damn to our insecurities, from loving till our heart breaks to the cruel bitching, cheers to us, cheer to our imperfections, cheers to us being us. The glory of the world.
Here is a collage of few (there are so many more of them I just cant remember them-insomnia doesnt suit me -_-) of the women who I find utterly beautiful and inspiring
And know what, its march 8th, international women's day, so cheers to the girl power and femininity and tom-boyishness and everything sweet and sour, to the high heels and walking barefoot on the beaches, to the creative side and the dumb one, from messy hair to chic up-do's, from not giving a damn to our insecurities, from loving till our heart breaks to the cruel bitching, cheers to us, cheer to our imperfections, cheers to us being us. The glory of the world.
Here is a collage of few (there are so many more of them I just cant remember them-insomnia doesnt suit me -_-) of the women who I find utterly beautiful and inspiring
Adios my imaginary fanbase, keep reading!
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