Opting For Goddess

Grew up in an anti drama queen fam. Any whininess had to be spewed on the lam. Tho we were all girls we were taught to buck up, son; seems that dad really had counted on me bein' born one. If I had, I'd have been donned WFH the third with expectations 'tached that I never heard 'cept in subtleties only mind-readers could get. Holy Cow! Back then few (or less) envisioned the net where (if I feel like it) I can say, “You know, I've had one supreme crap of a day and it's your fault, cause you didn't notice my new shade of eyeshadow. Oh! This ain't stoppin' here.. am just getting' started remember last month when you farted and I had to tell all the people around that, yeah at first it's rank but if you are grounded the undertones will grab ya. Okay, will stop here genetic and social impressions of mine I don't fear so much but what am made of.