Let me tell y’all about my morning.
My fiance and I were sitting on the couch watching television. When out of nowhere he kept referring to every female on the screen as hot. With each word hitting me directly in my stomach. I still pretended to be alright because I do tend to overreact. Then he moved on to a anecdote of how this really ugly dude had this really pretty daughter at work and described her as: tan, with nice hair , and really beautiful. This is when I lost it. I immediately I stormed out of the room. It hurt me so bad it brought me back to high school. I was bullied for a wide array of things in those days anything from being pale to having a small chest. Even in those days my father would pick on me about how small my chest was and the quality of my butt. He picked on me for not wearing the right brands of clothes and my hair color. I wasn’t what my father wanted and I wasn’t what my peers wanted. What has made me so undeserving of the crown of “beauty.” I turn heads in stores, sometimes my pictures get reblogs, and guys on Tumblr often send me messages about how pretty I am. What makes everyone else so much better? I came to the conclusion it is because I don’t fit the American ideal:my hair is black, my eyes are hazel, my skin is pale, I am a B cup, my hips are wide, my ass is wide, and I wear thing that are black. So, I guess because I don’t look like a fresh buxom slice of apple pie I will never be good enough for anybody.
Wrong. I am beautiful and a amazing person. I picked myself up too and gave my fiance hell. Kicked him right in his male superiority.DON’T YOU EVER LET SOMEONE DEVALUE YOU BECAUSE OF SOMETHING AS DUMB AS BEAUTY.
Omg! I was hit by a stroke of genius. This is the most amazing story I have ever come up with. More on this later.
Hey everybody here’s a poem I wrote at 16.
Scattered
born like a lion
forced to live as a lamb
i am forever
Scattered
raised like a saint
with a mind scared like a sinners
born to be vacant
feeling fully occupied
strong backed and foul mouthed
gentle faced and nurturing
final and uncomprimiseing
undecided and weak willed
come in vibrant
exit faded
forever Trained
to be Scattered
I don’t even remember this but Tumblr doesn’t forget.
Starting a side personal style blog. I really enjoy dressing and showing off on this one is too difficult.
An art piece I did last night. I used pen, pencil, and liquid eyeliner. I am really improving.
(Source: classygirlinatrashyworld)
They put all the old Cartoon Network cartoons on Netflix streaming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I now intend to spend my whole day watching Courage the Cowardly Dog and The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy. Goodbye adulthood.
Really happy with my overall look today. :) The vampy dress will definitely make a return!
