I used to think it was so hard to do, especially after working all night over the weekend.
Last night I slept like a normal person: at night. It was great! I don't feel all mental now.
Now to do some car shopping. I totally sold my bike that almost got stolen. Nothing more unsettling than the feeling that your shit may get jacked while you're sleeping... Or working like in my case.
I put that damn bike up on Craigslist priced to sell, got a call the next day, sold it the day after that.
Now I need a car. I'm done with bikes. I had a fun run, but I live in a city where traffic would have eventually ended my life. Next time I get a motorcycle is when I'm old and about to retire. My crotch rocket days are over.
It's crazy that I had a motorcycle for this long. It was totally bad for my job. What if some ass hole ran a red light or a stop sign and I got hurt? I wouldn't be able to dance with road rash, broken bones, or no head. Yeah, scary thought, I know.
Now I can comfortably sleep at night.
About Me
- Bella Hack
- Somewhere in the south, United States
- Actively posting since 2010. At this point, I've been dancing for a few years now, and now you can see the transformation and evolution of a girl who picks dancing to pay the bills. It started with the crazy bullshit that seemed out of the ordinary until it became ordinary, now my primary focus is stripping "smarter" and finding a way to replace the income with a "real" job, and to answer any questions to those wanting to know more about the world of stripping.