It’s not about your looks. Listen, they do not want me because of the makeup that dances on my face, or the sway in my tempting hips. No. They want me for the strength that I sweat. For the intelligent head I hold high. They crave me for the confidence that I wear as lingerie, and the self love that is my lip gloss. May you bleed sexy, my love. And kiss them HARD with it.
-Erin Van Vuren