When we were little our parents told us we were destined for great things, then our teachers tell us that if we work hard we can be whatever we want to be, classmates help us, boost our self esteem. We have all been taught to believe that we will get what we want, whatever we want. But do you want…
Inside the head of a ginger girl...i sure know how to sell it
I wake up every day to go to sleep
Wanna give you control
With the lights on
If i could just let go
Forgive me its the very first time
And I’m nervous
Can i trust you
While i take this off
With the lights on
Cause it turns me on
Just lemme show you how to touch me
I can teach you
I have spent a lot of my life feeling like I’m not good enough for the people around me for many different reasons. I’ve grown up. I’ve come to realise that people grow into different shapes, sizes and personalities.
Its hard to think that i was so close to taking my own life. I took pill after pill, now look at me. I’m still as lonely as i was but I’m mentally more stable.
I’ve done the self harming, the self loathing and the attempts at suicide. The scars on the surface are minor compared to whats held inside.
Right now I’m in an okay place, I’m glad because i never thought i’d get here.
People don’t matter. Words are just vocal. Opinions are just words from people….none of which matters.
I’m not a size 6, I’m not your average pretty and i have tattoos that not many people will aprove of, but i don’t care…thats just me.
Bullying can start because someone has a big nose, that child that is getting bullied cannot help how his/her nose turned out…a mix of their parents gene made it happen.
Yes I’m fat and there is no excuse for that, but i really don’t mind that much. I’m still an awesome person regardless.
I’m not over you but if there is somebody that makes you feel happy then who am i to stand in your way.
I know it sounds crazy but i need you to trust me if its how it must be then ill fade away
When it finally feels true then do what you have to cause i’ll never blame you for not choosing me.
I regularly see this chap on the bus, he has two walking sticks, struggles to walk & looks like he’s in a lot of pain. Its only recently my dad told me this chaps story.
For a while in this area people were stealing the drain lids from the public roads, I’m not sure what they could do with them but never mind. This chap used to cycle everywhere, all the time, a very fit man. One day he was cycling and hit one of the open drains, he came off his bike & the theory is he hit a car afterwards.
He came on the bus one day & i heard him say to a lady that he had a new prosthetic leg fitted.
He’s about 60-70 years old and this only happened a few years back.
I think the thing that gets me the most is that he was always so healthy, even at an old age he was in good shape then this happens to him. He’s aged now but its not from natural causes, its from all the trauma that he’s been through over the past while.
You just never know whats coming round the corner.
Be your own flower
Just because things are the way they are, doesn’t mean that’s how it should be.
Society tries to mould you into the idea of ‘normal’ but whether you choose to be like that is your choice.
Your a flower in the process of blossoming, society and all the other obstacles in your way are the weather. No matter how much rain is poured on you, you can use that to encourage your own personal development. Let the rain pour and use it to blossom into your own beautiful being.
I don’t like the idea of something not being right based on what people already know. For example, i have my nose pierced twice…people find that ‘weird’ because they are only used to seeing it on one nostril. Confrontation with the unusual is shunned upon as it is not the same as everything else. Why?!! Different is good!!
Mehh…each to their own.