I won't change 'cause I don't want to.

 

*relevant and necessary music*

If you wanna be a kid be a kid. If you wanna be sophisticated then be sophisticated. If something makes you happy DO THAT. BE THAT. Forget the mean people. They are only a small fraction of the population... and nobody likes them anyway. Mean people suck.

I love being girly. I love pink and glitter and frilly dresses. I still have all my stuffed animals and I love it when people are surprised to find out my actual age is NOT 16. I still play with the toys in the store while my parents shop. I love playing games and being silly and pigtails. YES I LOVE PIGTAILS. AND RIBBONS. AND BOWS. AND CANDY. ALL THE CANDY.

The way that I choose to dress is a direct reflection of my personality. What I say is how I feel. What I do makes me happy. I won't apologize for that now or ever.

And I definitely won't change just because you someone thinks it's ridiculous. I am not in denial, I know I'm not 12, but I like my clothes. I am not vapid, I may be naive about some things but they way I speak is just the way I speak. I am not immature, I just know how to have fun. And for goodness sake, regardless of anything I say or do I. AM. AN. ADULT. And it's really aggravating  for some people to treat me and talk to me they way they do. But life's tough. Get a helmet. Mine's pink, fuzzy, and covered in glitter (ha!). But like I said, I will never apologize for who I am. And neither should you. Live your life. Do what you love. Do what you hate. Do something you never thought you would do. Change your mind a million times. Cut your hair and dye it purple. Pierce your nose and get a tattoo. Wear an obnoxious outfit and really ugly shoes. The way I see it as long as what you're doing makes you happy and makes you feel confident and you ain't hurtin nobody - do whatever you want and forget everybody else.

BLOGGER SPOTLIGHT: Lexi

“Critics who treat ‘adult’ as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence. And in childhood and adolescence they are, in moderation, healthy symptoms. Young things ought to want to grow. But to carry on into middle life or even into early manhood this concern about being adult is a mark of really arrested development. When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.”  -  C. S. Lewis.