acceptance

Acceptance. What we are all supposed to do. Right? Well I kind of say Fuck that.

I don’t accept my hair turning gray. I like it blonde.

I don’t accept knees hurting. I keep working out.

I don’t accept being tired. I fight it.

I don’t accept wearing old lady clothes. I shop in juniors.

I don’t accept slowing down. Hell with that.

I don’t accept not going to fun, young bars. Hell, they make me dance!

I don’t accept staying home in quiet every night. I am alive! Let me breathe!

I don’t accept I can’t do that anymore. Fuck yes I can and will.

I don’t accept wearing a tankini. I wear my bikini.

I don’t accept “we never have sex”. That’s a death threat.

I don’t accept solemn, non-smiling. There’s a lot to be fucking happy about!

I don’t accept not being me. No matter my age. Not matter my looks.

I AM GOING TO DO WHAT I WANT NEVER ACCEPT LESS AND HAVE A FUCKING GOOD TIME DOING IT.💃

03/22/2017

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