THE GENIUS

No. No. No. no. No. No. No. no. 

No. 

She would not fall this time. She had fallen way way WAY too many times. 

She had "stopped" along the way too many times. 

She had given up too many times. 

She had felt like she belonged somewhere else. Somewhere greater. Somewhere better. Way too many times. 

Not this time. NOT THIS TIME.

The bells rang loud and clear and red in her ears. Through her mind. Through her soul. Through everything she was. Through everything she could become.  Through her essence. Through her purpose. 

This time she would RECOGNISE. HELL, SHE WOULD FRICKIN TRAIN HERSELF TO RECOGNISE. 

She would become a little hard on herself. SHE WANTED HERSELF TO BECOME A LITTLE HARD ON HERSELF.

WAY TOO MANY FRICKIN TIMES.

This time, she would find the place she belonged. She would CREATE AND MOULD AND CUT AND PERFECT HERSELF until she created a genius out of herself. 

She was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better. She was better, she was better, she was better, she was better, she was better.

She would honour the person her mind and soul so desperately wanted her to become. She was tired of questioning if these people deserved her. If that guy deserved her.

They didn't. He didn't. 

Change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change, change. 

XOXO

INSANE LITTLE BRUNETTE