Who am I?

Am I the one they call beautiful or ugly?

Am I the one they think is cute or retarded?

Maybe I’m the shy one or probably the mean one?

I really don’t know…

Am I too sensitive or too cold-hearted?

Am I fat or way too skinny?

Am I too white or too dark?

Am I the one with so many blemishes?

Am I the one that looks dead because of the dark circles?

Am I the one they constantly make fun of?

Will I ever fit in with society?

Maybe I should change?

But then I become the one that is always changing….

So now am I the one that is unstable?

Will I ever get an answer?

Who am I?

Still searching…

Hello! ๐Ÿ™‚

How are you? (Haha I’m getting used to talking to myself )

Okay so an update on the experience/hobby searching…. I still haven’t found anything yet. Still accepting any suggestions from anyone… I don’t care if it’s completely random or weird I’d love to know what things you have in mind for me to try out.

So basically haven’t been doing too much lately, I have been thinking about trying sketching again but never got around to actually doing it.

Also thank you for those that have been giving me suggestions. For the “learning an instrument” suggestion.. I’ve tried piano and guitar and also singing ๐Ÿ˜‚ yea I’m not too good at those. And dancing isn’t any better but don’t worry I’ll keep trying… Even though I’m pretty sure my family is praying for me to stop. But hey not everyone is born with pure talent… ๐Ÿ˜‚

Umm… Okay I don’t have anything to talk about. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Ooo I know let me know what kind of hobbies and interests you guys have.

Okay I am starting to be a little weird … think I should stop now :’)

Bye bye ๐Ÿ‘‹

Injustice… (Part I)

Sitting in the cold darkness of her dwelling she pondered and laughed at the human race. As those in it have become inconsiderate and selfish, caring about none other than themselves. A race that no longer considered to listen except to themselves and act upon what they thought was correct. People no longer gave a second thought to how someone else felt, they just act impetuously. Their biggest worry was how they could get everything they want and still remain happy. How they managed to get it didn’t matter as long as society could see their shining, white teeth. She grimaced as she thought of how nauseating people have become.

She was accused of being the incentive for the action undertaken. Not only that but they hadn’t given her a chance to proclaim her innocence. Even if they were to listen they’d put the papers aside at the end and continue to do what they wanted, as if they didn’t hear a thing. They had made it seem like she was the one that supplied him and never took into account the hurt she had experienced. They became a crowd that tread over those that have fallen and stood on top of them if it meant that they would be happy. Why was it that people no longer cared about each other?

She discovered that injustice and the lack of humanity was what brought her to the edge of the cliff. The safe side with all the grass and sunshine was being obstructed by those that found happiness from her, pushing her to the edge of darkness and dangerously, solid rocks. She knew if she was to scream or call out for help her plea will echo just like in an empty tunnel, with her being the only one to hear it. She wasn’t as strong as she once was but she wasn’t weak either, she was still on her feet and waiting for the perfect opportunity to sneak by to the other side and reveal that she was misjudged.

Need ideas…

I have made a great realisation!!!

Okay it might not be that big of a realisation and something that is so obvious but hey I’ve figured it out now.

Okay for those that have been reading my posts you know that I get very bored… Like almost ALWAYS!! So I decided to find the reason for my incurable boredom.. And TaDa I found the reason.

My life is a non-stop routine… Nothing majorly new or exciting happens and so each day feels like a repeat of the day before. So now I’m on the quest to find a new experience … One that I’ve never done before and is going to spike some excitement and change in my life.

Not quite sure what I want to do yet but I’m searching … If anyone has ideas let me know, I’d love some suggestions. ๐Ÿ™‚

Okay I’m going to go back to my routine for now… Bye bye ๐Ÿ‘‹

โ€œWith Photography There Is No Stigmaโ€: Turning a Lens on the Challenges of Mental Illness

At Broken Light Collective, a community of artists thousands strong support one another in using photography to cope with mental illness.

Source: โ€œWith Photography There Is No Stigmaโ€: Turning a Lens on the Challenges of Mentalย Illness

 

This post is simply amazing and so inspiring! Everyone needs to experience viewing these photographs.

“A picture is worth a thousand words” nothing can expain it more perfectly!

New and Weird :’)

Hello! ๐Ÿ™‚

Okay to be honest I’d actually be surprised if anyone actually read this blog. But I’m going to be optimistic and say there is. ๐Ÿ™‚

What brought me here? Well I was very bored and after many failed attempts of trying to entertain myself with my usual weirdness I did like most of us today would do …. I went to google for help :’) . And well after looking at multiple sites all of them recommended starting a blog and that it was something fun to do. So yep now I’m here being completely weird and just trying it out to see how entertaining it can actually be. Now I’m just rambling on randomly about nothing in particular. Mm… And I can say for a fact I’m way more entertained than I was a couple of minutes ago… So it’s working. Thanks once again Google ๐Ÿ™‚

I don’t even know if this is what a blog is supposed to be like but hey I can be different right? Using it for some random rambling and entertainment isn’t that bad …. At least I don’t think so.

Anyways I’ll let you get back to doing whatever it is you were doing. Not going to waste anymore of your time. :’)

Bye bye ๐Ÿ‘‹