RANDOM COLOUR EXPLOSION!
watch your step if you dare risk getting closer to me.Airbrush me
It's been years since my last blog...so what's changed?
Well the reason I haven't been blogging so frequently is because...*drum roll*...I HAVE A LIFE!
Woop woop.
I know you're all happy for me on the inside.
My phone goes off literally every minute, and I feel so Goddamn popular. *Breaks out into that song from Wicked*
I don't care if it is the same three/four/five people texting me I feel so special.
So the topic for today?
...*thinks for 2 hours*
Fuck it I'm writing a story
Her long thick hair was draped delicately over her shoulders and her eyes gazed fiercely into the opposing mirror proudly displaying her reflection. It wasn't a lie she enjoyed looking at herself, it is always a good thing to acknowledge one's beauty. Some call it vain, but would you rather be self appriciative than self loathing. I think the former is the better option. The eyes focused on each individual feature, and the features within features and finally the whole thing, the big picture. She wasn't a perfect girl, as much as she hated to admit it as there were many imperfection about her, none of which she would ever fully acknowledge. But she knew they were there. The girl often looked at her reflection upon passing anything reflective. Sometimes certain things came to her attention more than others. One eyebrow seemed to look moresurprised than the other and this displeased the girl greatly. Both should be fairly equal, but not equal. Complete equality was a rarity and looked strange on a human being. If both sides of the face were equal, the face would look completely different and odd. A new look would be created. No two sides of the face are a one hundred percent match. One day the girl noticed the small dimple she created when smiling, well it was not even a dimple. Imagine you are drawing a cartoon smile, one of a small innocent child with freckles and ringlets. Yes, those disgusting sickly sweet children you can only stand when their faces are trapped on paper, rather than when you are faced with one in the flesh. These children have no true character hidden behind the golden hair and rosy cheeks. The girls feelings were the same as those I have just expressed and she to did not enjoy the small indent created upon her so called beautiful face. The girl was very much pleased with the face she had and was very much praised as per her face. But as is the way of girls, they are never pleased.
One particular day, the girl was looking at herself in the bathroom mirror, really looking. And then she saw. She saw her face for the firsr time in a few years. She had been looking and looking. She knew every feature, every imperfection, all the technicalities of her face. But she had never really seen herself. She realized that maybe she was never seeing the bigger picture after all. She saw what was supposed to be a fifteen year old girl, infact to be someone trying to look older, more mature. What the girl called, "a forced up woman." She had always believed her face to be that of a young twelve year old, a baby face. But on that day, well she saw herself. A young woman. She was displeased
Ms.Loco xoxo
Thursday, 18 February 2010
10:14 pmProfile
Well hey there trollers.
I haven't blogged since March but I'll give it my best shot to blog more regularly fingers crossed. Anyhoo you should know me by now ! The one and only Ms.Loco !
But if you don't here's a quick summary. Brown hair, eyes and skin. Crazy, sporty, flirty, dancey me. Et voila c'est tout :). Au revoir mes amis bisous! xoxo
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