It’s been quiete a while since the last time I posted something — but since school is over, I’ve got plenty of time to waste blogging. So, I’m back!
I HAVE TO SAY SOMETHING TERRIBLY IMPORTANT
I’m Marisa. This word isn’t just a six letter combination, it’s a name, to which I belong. The name I’m so used to hearing I react directly when someone shouts: “Isa” because that just sounds like my name? To this name, belongs the person I am today. And, in fact, the person I was yesterday. And the person I was last year. And the influence my personality back then had on my personality now. Maybe you might not entirely appreciate my existence. That’s 100% okay! I don’t care, it’s okay not to like me, yet, that doesn’t give you a license to share your hatred feelings against me with me. Or with anyone in general.
I’m not the kind of girl who wears make-up every day nor the kind of girl who cries when her painted nail breaks. I basically don’t CARE about the way my probably unbrushed hair looks. I accidently swear and curse, a lot, without really wanting to. THAT’S 100% OKAY WITH ME!
I read Haruki Murakami’s books and mark my favourite words and sentences with my favourite yellow marker and I love language, both learning new languages and linguistics. I always cry when watching happy movies. I don’t master the English language entirely because I’m 14 years old AND I’m no native speaker. I watch anime but I don’t watch pokemon. THAT’S 100% OKAY WITH ME TOO!
In case my personality doesn’t statisfy you and your impossible standards, again, I don’t care. You don’t have to tell me multiple times, though, because you don’t hurt people by disliking their interests, you hurt people by bullying.
I don’t feel like I’m the victim of any bullying-related activities, but this, I’m, just an example. Don’t bully anyone, even though you feel like they deserve it.
And, it’s okay not to wear mascara. It’s okay to wear mascare too, though. It’s okay to have bags under your eyes and it’s okay not to have them. It’s okay to be you, just like it’s okay to be me.
It’s okay to be yourself. But don’t be someone else. Because yourself is pretty damn awesome. It’s okay to be me, too. For me. Not for you. You’re beautiful inside and out just the way you are. Because everyone is. Okay? Things will get better.
You can’t be pretty like me, you’re already pretty like you