Have you ever seen a black sheep? They are lovely creatures, but the enormous misfortune to jump to the eye in a flock of white sheep ... while sheep and dirty gray or beige ones are the excuse of "having a second roll in the mud" the black sheep does not have mitigating factors: it is BLACK!!
Behold, I am a black sheep, always have been. I've always been the rebellious daughter who dressed in black, dye their hair all colors, make-up, listened to music differently, "attended the" bad people ", was full of piercings and tattoos ... And like all the sheep black are never turned white growing.
For the rest of the relatives of the worm-eaten apple damn basket ... and this only because the other apple that was placed on a layer of wax to make them fake.
Yes, yes ... Ehmmm ok, at the age of the years I have ... are still under fire, this time because I have undertaken any activity considered by many, especially from my mother as "disgraceful, dirty and muddy the good name of the family": I'm about to open a sex shop. Ah, to be clear, not one of those dirty and bad place to be visited by two cents gentaccia but a nice shop class with a lot of fine lingerie and many high-heeled shoes, a corner of the culture and many other little things ... In short, however legal and honest business in which I am working a lot!
"Here!" I am heard to say "you come from a respectable family, which has a name in this city, and we all know we want to shame like this?"
shame? Maybe if I stole, or I prostituissi ... but it would not be made of the usual right-thinking people of my clan.
I am a black sheep, and the color of my level I've never hidden but what would the "people" if he knew someone in the family so well attended for hotel rooms? And that someone else was seen clinging to someone other than his official partner loooong? Or that someone else drinking, someone taking drugs, someone made even worse?
probably find some excuse like "it is rolled in the mud for a moment and it was dirty ... or maybe not?
I have come to the conclusion that I like to be a black sheep, I always expect the worst of all, and this worse is never worse than what they do ... I have the cloak as black as night but the white consciousness, because they are what they are and not hide anything, I think what I think and I say clearly, act always in the light of the sun and do not regret it.
At the end I prefer the black sheep, at least I'm honest!
PS if you do not ask my relatives who did what, I will not tell!
Look in the mirror and brush the wool ... is it really that white or you know very well that I am talking to YOU, and prepare to roll a bit 'in the mud just to have an excuse ready in case of need?
