Anew, my blog space and energy…
I resurrect my tumblr ways today… It’s own space, on my own email, far from fat fingered cohorts. I… don’t know what to post yet.
So new and inviting, yet forgotten and past - I’ve ducked from social media and internet for time to focus on more than my woes and cravings. I’m a perpetual student of the arts; mostly of the written variety and I dwell heavily on the judgement of the world upon my features and kind. Layman’s Terms; I am busty and thin. My bust size matches near to Jacket Jackson - a fun fact I found in my darker internet times. :3
Society views my features with no regard to my mind, soul, or will. I’m a bimbo, easy, dumb, blond, and expensive. Those close to me know I am beautiful, warm, curious, scared, and broken. I am a suicide survivor, a pure body and heart turned dark and lustful, a slowly healing heart, and attune to the 80’s and Big Hair era.
I’ve been the flat-chested shy girl, the busty girl of popularity that never wanted it, the hopeful girlfriend, the saddened ex, the vengeful self-destructive whore, the dark empty flesh that wished nothing more than an end. I am the one who was saved, one who underestimated the love from one whom a prior me used and took great passion of.
I am a restart. An example of the system of a self destructive society that pushes to hard, to fast, to unloving. a 0 to 60 climax of a broken virgin to a forgotten one night stand.
Of all.. I am not a Dumb blond bitch with big tits, a joke, a meme, or a stereotype. Yet I do… tend to wear that mask to appease my own inquiry and exploration. I urge all women and men to do the same; explore yourself, unearth your darkest self, relish in the demons that will quickly tear and disrobe you with no shame or love. Accept the demon’s call to meet face to face, smile, and spit directly at them in defiance of your true will! No one can mold you or your flesh and the medical wills of modern day science take no time to push your mind to the reality of your true beauty beyond material and perceived.
Above should tell you I won’t hold punches, nor censor myself on this blog - yet will try to be mindful of a array of viewers of all walks of life and age. I’ve had a long 32 years that gains continually til my end. Sharing it with others can be helpful and it would help with my writing and assignments as well. yes.
Below is a little Picrew image I made from the amazing little site of the same name. In Japanese yet fairly user navigable without knowledge in the writings it presents you. Many cute designs and I know some friends who have used it as well. The cohort that nuked my last tumblr is an artist and may also draw me - or as some may surmise; a OC’d version of myself. I may post some as I like as well.
Shall we start this journey? I believe so. Until next post… 💋
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