Wednesday 29 January 2014

Be Yourself

So, I was walking in the mall the other day with my cousin and I had my Black Veil Brides shirt on. I kinda felt uneasy and like scared and kept hiding my shirt.. I guess I felt a bit insecure that people are gonna judge me on what I wear and I don't know I guess I was afraid of that. But like in the end I realized that I'm just covering what I love and what defines my personality, my likes and I hated that so I stopped hiding.
A realization hit me.

Why are most of us afraid of showing who we really are. Like, that shirt says what I like, who I am as a teenage so I shouldn't be embarrassed by it? I'm not sure "embarrassed" is the right word but it kinda describes the moment. And when I stopped hiding it, I felt kinda strong or something like I'm in control and I won't let my thoughts get the best of me. So practically what happened is that I shut that little voice in the back of my head that always keeps me caged in my insecurities. And although it's kind of an insignificant situation but it did make me learn something and that's the whole point.

You shouldn't be ashamed of who you are or what you like and stuff because that's what defines you as a person, I mean that's how you were born and you should embrace that. Nobody's like the other. Every person is different and if someone is making fun of someone else just because he differs from him then that person is a loser and simple-minded.

So, basically be who you are and unleash yourself and never let anyone put you down, don't even let your own self put you down, because you are all amazing human beings!



By the way, I got a couple of compliments on my shirt.. Oh yeah ;)




Tuesday 14 January 2014

life worth the struggle

100 Reasons to Stay Alive~Just a friendly reminder in case you had forgotten all of the wonderful little things that makes life worth the struggle








Concerts

It sucks being one of those people who don’t get a chance to go to a concert so you’d always just sit there listening to your ipod and watching concerts online and crying over your shitty luck and the scariest part is that you’ll grow up, marry and have children, then one day when you’re driving them off from school you open the radio to a classic rock station that announces the break up of one of your favorite bands when you were a teenage and you realize that most of them are old now and some have retired and you’re just sitting there cursing your life for not letting you go to a fucking concert and meet your heroes.