mynamesearn

My phone wallpaper literally says, “don’t care plus I’m sexy,” and I feel that in my bones. Like, why care too much about what other people think when you’re literally sexy? Why waste your time worrying about shit that doesn’t matter when you could be out here being hot and enjoying your life?

I’m somehow the chillest and most overthinking person all wrapped into one. It’s like I already spent years thinking too much, stressing about things that never even needed that much energy. And after doing that again and again, I got to a point where I was just like, okay, why am I even doing this to myself? What’s the point of overthinking something that I’ve already thought to death? Maybe the reason I’m more chill now is because I’ve already overanalyzed everything to the ground. 

And sometimes, I still do it on purpose. I don’t even know why. Maybe because solving little problems is kind of fun in a weird way. Or maybe I do have a little bit of mental illness or anxiety or something, but I’m vibing with it. At least it gives me something to think about, something to write about, something to make jokes out of.

But back to what I was saying earlier. You really don’t need to care that much when you’re sexy. I mean, think about it. When you see someone who is sexy and confident, just walking through life, doing their thing, you don’t really think about their problems. They probably have problems just like everyone else, but they don’t wear it on their face. They just exist. They’re just there. They’re just hot and alive. That’s the vibe I want to live in. That’s what I’m choosing. That’s what I want people to feel when they’re around me.

Maybe I’m being cocky about myself but I’m not ashamed of it. At least I know who I am and I don’t look down on other people. I just appreciate myself. If you ever feel like I’m too much or I’m cocky, maybe ask yourself why that bothers you.

Why is it so hard for you to think that good about yourself? Why does someone else’s confidence feel like a threat? I think we should all learn to hype ourselves up more. It’s not about being better than anyone. It’s about knowing your own worth.

I really love when people let loose. When they’re silly and goofy and weird and sexy. That kind of energy is magnetic. It’s the same kind of feeling you get when you’re tipsy or high, that carefree vibe where everything feels light and a little dreamy. I swear I might be addicted to that feeling. Not the actual substances, but just the vibe. The ease. The comfort. Maybe I am a junkie for feeling good. Maybe I’m just a slut for freedom. But whatever it is, I like it. I’m not ashamed of that. It’s nice.

And that whole manifesting thing? I believe it. The idea of becoming who you want to be by acting like you’re already that person? That makes so much sense to me. So I chose to be sexy. Because I’ve never seen a sexy person who didn’t know what they wanted. Sexy people have confidence. Sexy people walk into rooms and they don’t shrink themselves.

They take up space. They know their worth. I like people like that. People who can just be themselves around me. And honestly, that’s the kind of person I try to be too. I make people feel comfortable. I make them open up. I make them feel safe to be raw and real. I’m like a magnet for people’s secrets and soft spots. And I actually love that.

When people feel safe to get mind-naked with me, I feel like that’s intimacy. That’s connection. That’s what I crave. I don’t need all the surface-level shit. I want depth. I want people to feel like they can tell me things they don’t say out loud to just anyone. And I guess I have that energy that makes people want to share. Which is cool. Even though sometimes it’s a lot, it’s still something I love.

But that’s just me. I get comfortable fast. I’m open. I’m playful. I’m a little crazy in the best way. So if someone ever makes me hate them, they must have really worked for it. Because I give people chances. I give people room. And I like connection too much to cut people off unless they really give me no choice.

I’m also lowkey wild. Like this one night I went out with some friends, and they left kind of early, so I was just sitting at the bar alone. And of course, me being me, I ended up talking to a random girl. Then more people joined in. The group just grew. The conversation was good. The vibes were good. And at one point, I literally told her I could do the splits. And then I actually did it. Right there. On the dirty ass bar floor. 

Anyway, I think the real thing I’m trying to say here is that you start becoming the person you act like. You can’t become confident if you keep acting insecure. You can’t feel sexy if you keep telling yourself you’re not. So for me, I picked the energy I want. I picked sexy.

Because sexy people are always glowing. Sexy people are always having fun. Sexy people don’t beg to be chosen. They choose themselves. They attract good shit because they know they deserve it.

That’s me. I’m that sexy girl. And if you want to become anything, you can. Just choose who you want to be and start showing up like her. Start thinking like her. Start dressing like her. Start speaking like her. Because eventually, you’ll become her. Manifest the life you want. Live the life you want. 

And don’t forget, sometimes all you can do is just not care… plus I’m sexy.