Thank you for making me realise that as of late, my blog has turned to crap. I knew it had been going downhill for awhile, but your comment really opened my eyes.
The truth is, is that I think I may have run out of things to say. It's not that I want this blog to end, but after 3 years of 'boys don't like me,' and 'I don't know where I'm going in life,' my life has finally started to come right. Realistically, I know that nobody wants to hear about how I know where I'm going with my life, that I'm with a guy who makes me feel amazing, that when he holds me in his arms I feel like nothing can go wrong. Hell, I know I don't want to read about that stuff. I know that it's a lot more interesting to read about other people's misery, because it makes us feel more secure.
This blog is supposed to be about me growing up, and I'm well aware that I still have a lot of it to do. But right now I feel I've reached a plateau, that for now at least, my growing up has stopped. This blog isn't coming to an end - not until I truly run out of things to say, but it might be lame for awhile, unless you can ask me questions, to which I will happily blog about.
All my love,
Six
9 comments:
Why stop?
Happiness never achieves escape velocity and will always come back down to Earth.
The posts about how no guys like you and how your life is falling apart will come back soon enough.
I have a feeling that there will be some grandly depressing posts coming along, given the heights of happiness and contentment that you've reached.
I've been reading your blog for a while and though it's not my usual type, I really like it. You write in it as a journal and you should keep doing that if it makes you happy. It's not about what other people who can't even capitalize their I's think, it getting what's in your head down on paper(or a screen, whatever) for various reasons that comfort you. Your blog is a reminder to me that we're all human, no matter our body type or music taste or any other trivial matter. It makes me happy to know that though someone who has experienced a lot of rejection and hurt still has a right to happiness, as does anyone else.
Pfft, fuck the haters. Or fuck your boyfriend and blog about it.
Haaa. I can capitalize my I's, you cunt. I was letting her know that where the blog was going was shit. Or at least to me. So congrats, you're an ass.
don't let them make you feel bad.
this is your blog, you can talk about whatever you want or not...
if they don't like it... they can read something else, don't they?
that's my opinion six...
Don't apologise. I've been reading from beginning to end. It's your blog, you write what you want. You shouldn't expect everyone to like what you write, but don't change what you write now because I think the general consensus is that it's fine the way it is! Personally I would be bored if you wrote 2309824 entries on the same topics you used to write about. It's exciting that something is happening for you :)
I totally agree with Thomas.
The higher you fly on current feelings, as if having and regularly fucking a guy is the most important thing in the world and not everything else - the farther the fall WILL be - because you have neglected the parachute which the rest of life afford.
Porn star no.
But you should so consider having vintage French Postcards made now. You know. Un-dress apropos, antique setting like at one of those Ghost Town museum photo studios....
you would look sensational and could actually sell them over the net - once you grow up a little more and realize the naked body is art -
As Michellangelo said - "And who is so barbarous as not to understand that the foot of a man is nobler than his shoe, and his skin nobler than that of the sheep with which he is clothed".
perhaps compare your beautiful self to -
http://home.comcast.net/~kb8gpo/fernande/ja73b.jpg
Hey I agree.
You could even hold a rugby ball in assorted poses to cover pubes, etc.
Call them "Modern Kiwi - French Postcards"
I mean look at this woman who dares to post breasts no where near as perfect as yours - (far from yours) and we've only ever seen hints.
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TnAcMqiBxug/Sb9OVfpgCHI/AAAAAAAAQJM/Utzl9Hj_xQ4/s400/p9.jpg
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