I can no longer be your wonder woman your Princess Diana on your side with red white and blue graces the imperfections of what I am. Erica. No i am not one of your fictional super friends that can do everything perfectly without flaw. I am flawed. I am coming back to this world that no character would ever imagine being in which is reality.

How can i be so blind for not seeing you for what you are and maybe like a comic book, i should have read your pages from cover to cover a little bit better. Analyzing words in little writing instead of the big bold print. I was distracted by your blaring colors not realzing that there isnt much to read about you but a paragraph and before you know it the story ends with you being victorious. You always told me i couldn't be wonder woman and guess what you sho right. I more than wonder woman I am real life. so maybe you need to step your game up and come out of the pages to what we call a bitch azz life.