I'm so DAMN tired of hearing that men want a "real woman" but the most natural beauty is overlooked and surpassed what you WANT is a girl covered in makeup with naval rings and lesbian tendencies. A woman that wears a pushup bra to compensate for what she doesn't have, high heels to make her taller and tight clothes that just happen to show her best ASSets, because that's whats SEXy but Id rather be beautiful and rock my Nike's with my comfy jeans and a tank top. No make up or "pushups" to show off what I have to offer because I guarantee you the way i look when you first see me is the way I look all the time.. Beautiful to myself and comfortable in my own skin. Without needing the reassurance of "beauty" that fades when I wash my face. No running mascara or popping red lipstick. My skins naturally soft, cheeks are always pink because of the smile my face holds and eyes that don't need makeup to make them noticeable. the definition of a real woman. my legs aren't toned because I walk in heels and lift weights at the gym. they are toned because i chase a 5 year old around a park and play fetch with my dogs. my breasts aren't big because there fake there big because I've carried and nurtured a child. i spend all day chasing children. soothing minds of my niece's and nephews, camping outback of the house in tents and paddle boating with them. fishing and hiking 6 miles. carrying the weight of the world but being light enough on my feet to know "that this to shall pass". waking up to screaming kids going to work and coming home and doing what i have to do. reading bedtimes stories and cooking full course meals. so before you claim you want a "real woman" understand what REAL means. because anything or anyone else that doesn't have REAL traits are as fake as the eyeshadow she put on to disguise the way she feels about herself..

wish.right.now

*....can*we*pretend*that*airplanes*in*the*night*sky*are*like*shooting*stars*i*could*really*use*a wish*right*now*wish*right*now*wish*right*now....*

i read once that "the truth is hard to swallow, when you're choking on your pride.." i don't remember who said that but i just remember that... it's true...


i've got a knot in my throat and tears in my eyes, because its really getting hard getting out the goodbye.. its hard leaving people behind, that have touched your soul in some way, the crazy thing is i know him but never met him.. i probably sound insane.. but whatever this effect is that he has on me, its just a little to intense. because i should be strong in my own way and he shouldn't affect me like this. how do you change it though, how do you shake it off.. they say we aren't meant to chose what we feel for someone, when we close our eyes.. thats why our winged baby cupid shoots arrows with closed eyes... not knowing where his arrow goes.. or whom it may hit.. he pulls back on that bow and *pow* that is it.. dazed and confused we walk around until we find someone who lights the spark within us.. a moment can change our life and one person can set our souls to bliss.. no matter the situation or the circumstances, we cannot control it. just have to forget our head and follow our heart, you chose not whom you get. cupid, stupid cupid, leave your arrows in there sack, because now I'm wishing for a wish to have the power you have so i can shoot the person you made me care for, back.