My little blog of Life

Pretty…..

When I tell you that one day I will be skinnier than you. Prettier than you. I mean it. 

I will be 10 X hotter than you, because even deep down, you can never be a nice, pretty person. Instead you will continue to be ugly and play tirelessly with the lives of others.

I should stop looking and wanting things I cannot have. But I will have them anyway.

I don’t really understand why I do it. Why the moment I see it in my arms I want it.

The way it makes me feel all warm inside. Like the world is holding me. Protecting me.

But when you really look at what I am. Who I am. We cannot help but wonder. Why?

Why do we let those we love fall so desperately from us, yet allow them to love us.

We can never tell those we love that we love them. When we do they may leave.

Run away and hide. 

I can never tell him how I truly feel.

                                         I think I am in Love.

              I want it to stop. It hurts and I am not sure that I like it.

Friends.

In a typical Jess style it is time for yet another rant - this time on a subject I never thought I could do it on. My Friends.

Friends are meant to be the people you connect with the most. The ones who help you when you need it, as well as cheer you up when you are down. But friends don’t do that in the real world. They are backstabbers and people who generally do things to piss one another off. A small game of global warfare can be seen between friends.

Those “friends” who play your own friends off against one another. Scoring small points on a scale which is only visible to those playing the game. A point here for the manipulating cow who can make your friends wander around puppy dog style with them. “here girl” they say, enticing your naive little friends along. These backstabbing bitches are the friends who destroy all other friendships purely for attention and desire. They are spoilt and usually completely nasty deep down in their core no matter how innocent they seem at first. 

But then there are the friends who cannot see what is so blatantly in front of them. They wander around from friends to friends without even noticing the ones who care for them the most. They ignore us, using us for the purposes of themselves. 

They will all leave you eventually. Even those who you thought you would know forever. The best friend from childhood will steal your man and rape your friendship. This is life. But sometimes we forget what it is to be human and think that friends actually like us. Haha how wrong we all are. 

I Hate you all, You just don’t know it yet.

Once upon a time…..

A very long time ago I used to be a princess. I would watch the world go around in a haze of unknowing; dancing in floral dress whilst the birds chirped in the garden. Now I am just another woman on the road to life.

When we are little we are told that we are princesses. We are the apple of our parents eye and could do no wrong. But when we grow up, this illusion disappears. We are not princesses. We are just the same as our mothers. Cinderella never wore that ball gown. She stayed in the same ragged sack all her life. 

Why are we conditioned to believe that we are princesses, only for our hearts to be let down once again. I mean, no one who we know is ever going to marry a prince - but we will all marry the frogs.

What did you want to be?

When I was a little girl one thing always came to mind when people asked me what I wanted to be. I was insistent on being a vet. Nothing else ever really came close. It is amazing how life changes so dramatically, how your ideas on perfect and what you want change.

I now want to be an Anthropologist. I want to be a woman who studies the most fascinating people and cultures on earth. I don’t care if I am poor, or have no home, studying people is where my life is heading. 

These people are the most important in telling us how to live our lives in a more sustainable way. They live, mainly, within their means. Not within a commercial land of our “western” world.

Support those in more challenging circumstances. Get to know who they are before you start demolishing their homes, tearing up their land through borders and boundaries. Look towards a healthier future and see what these people can offer us. 

tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

I would most like to visit the coasts of Fiji. The crisp beaches remind me of how idyllic the world could be; as well as you can then pretend that the real world doesn’t exist. Don’t forget the cocktails though!!