As I turned 50 I look at my pictures, mostly not recognizing the face in the mirror any longer. I am trying to reconnect to my inner self.
The face staring back has been around, marked and scarred from the battles of life. No one is to blame but myself, for I made those decisions to put myself in such situations. Of course I cannot bite my own face,if I could I'd be fucking rich. But that A$$ is gone, almost all the way gone which no doubt will be soon. Any fucking male who bites is crazy and isn't a man at all.
But that is for another time, I'll throw a party and let ya know!
To cut or not to cut?
I think I will continue to grow into my scarred face and love myself..for now
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