I made a bit of a mistake when I started this blog, in that I miscalculated how long it would take to post my collection of cute girl pictures. For the first week or so, I was posting 100 pictures a day. I scaled it back to 40, and now 20, and I’m still running out.
I am more interested in quality than quantity, so I am going to slow it down even more. If I could, I’d post ten pages a day like I did when I started, but it’s just not possible.
ON AN UNRELATED NOTE…
I have gained a LOT of followers in the last three weeks or so. And something I have noticed that surprisingly large percentage of my audience are female, and under the age of 23 or so. And when they reblog something I’ve posted - this picture is a perfect example - they usually have a comment similar to:
"She is so perfect. I wish I looked like her. I wish I was perfect."
AND IT BREAKS MY FUCKING HEART, EVERY SINGLE TIME.
For some time now, I’ve considered abandoning this blog, or even deleting it, because it seems like all I’m doing is perpetuating some myth of what beauty is supposed to be. I am basically enabling all these poor girls who are so unhappy with their appearance that they continually torture themselves emotionally. They run “thinspiration” blogs and repeat mantras like “must be perfect, must be perfect”. Their self-image is utterly warped by a societal disease. Worse still, this all led me to the realization that not only do they suffer from a warped image of beauty, but I do too!
I can’t help what I like. And I don’t feel guilty for what I like. But I feel that if I am going to continue to post images of a certain standard or spectrum of beauty on this blog, I need to appeal to my subscribers. So at the risk of sounding like a hypocite…
YOU ARE PERFECT. YOU WERE BORN PERFECT. NOTHING YOU CAN DO WILL CHANGE THAT, BUT IF YOU FAIL TO REALIZE IT, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE UNHAPPY, YOU WILL ALWAYS HATE YOURSELF, AN NO MATTER HOW TONED, THIN, OR FIT YOU BECOME, YOU WILL NEVER, EVER BE SATISFIED BECAUSE YOU ARE CHASING AN IDEAL IN THE HOPES THAT IT WILL “MAKE YOU HAPPY”.
HAPPINESS IS NOT SOMETHING YOU CAN CHASE. IF YOU DO, YOU WILL NEVER CATCH IT. HAPPINESS IS SOMETHING THAT HAPPENS TO YOU WHEN YOU STOP BEING SELF-CONSCIOUS, WHEN YOU STOP WORRYING ABOUT WHAT OTHERS THINK OF YOU, WHEN YOU STOP WORRYING ABOUT WHAT YOU “SHOULD” BE DOING OR LOOK LIKE, OR THINK, OR FEEL.
UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE PERFECT. IGNORE THAT BULLSHIT ABOUT HOW “NOBODY IS PERFECT” BECAUSE IT IS A LIE! YOU DESERVE TO CARRY YOURSELF WITH CONFIDENCE AND SELF-RESPECT. AND IF YOU ARE EXUDING A SELF-CONFIDENCE AND STRENGTH THAT HAS TO DO WITH WHAT IS INSIDE, RATHER THAN WHAT IS OUTSIDE, AND YOU GO UP TO A GUY OR GIRL AND ASK THEM OUT, AND THEY STILL WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, THEN FUCK THEM FOR THE STUPID, SELFISH ASSHOLES THEY ARE!
I’m going to leave this up for a few days, without further updates, so you guys have a chance to see it.