romanticize your life, take pretty pictures, feel like the main character, read books, go for a run, dance to your favorite music, buy yourself flowers, do whatever you want, be happy - this is your life, don't let anyone take it from you.
the last thing i ever want to lose is the way i love, the way i care too deeply, the way i still choose kindness even when it isn’t returned. i hope that part of me stays, despite everything, despite everyone, despite all the reasons not to.
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i find it terrifying that cosmetic procedures and surgeries have now become normal. i say this with no judgement in my heart towards the girls who do this, but a lot of judgement to our failure as a society. the beauty standard has become so unattainable and suffocating that women have begun to physically alter their appearance in a desperate attempt to get closer to it.
i simply do not believe it’s a true choice. would women make the same choice in the absence of the beauty standard? in the absence of a flood of perfectly filtered and edited women on their screens? in the absence of the notion that the most important thing a woman can be is beautiful? i just don’t think that’s the case.
i don’t find it empowering at all. the idea that the only way to love yourself or to be beautiful is to chase after a constantly changing standard that is, quite literally, impossible to achieve is not female empowerment. it’s a suffocating sexist notion that places the value of women in their physical beauty.
There was a time when everything felt new then time passed not to change it but to prove it.
What once felt beautiful came back quieter, deeper, and more certain.
Still beautiful. Still with you