| I was recently told I was a bad girl. Trouble. This idea, term, always makes me laugh with wild intensity. I am a bad girl, but not for the reasons this person is attaching to the label. I am a bad girl because I write my own rules, do my own thing, like sex, and am not afraid to speak about it loudly and in public; I am not ashamed of my identity; I am full of life and living unapologetically. So that makes me trouble, then Yes, I will wear that crown proudly. |