Once there was a young girl, broken by a man, she lived every moment, without him and every birthday she waited, she waited for him to call but he never did. She thought hopefully someday he will come, take her in his arms and say he loved her, but he never did. The young girl never understood why? Why would the man who helped gave her life also took it away day by day. At first she taught he was busy, every reasons in the world was possible, never the truth, because she had hope, she was a child she dreamed , hope. What is hope? When you’re a child hope is easy to feel, it’s natural, when you grow up, hope is desperation it’s a lie, but it feeds you, everyday, every minutes. So she hoped because it was the last thing to do. Four years of age and already a broken heart. At that age you don’t understand the feeling but you feel it and it hurts. With all the hurt she slowly felt anger getting a way into her and it bleeded through her entire body, her innocent young body became a grave and inside the grave was her hope, buried deep in the dark under her young heart. The girl grew to let the fear take charge, so week and desperate but hope wasn’t there anymore, her fear was leading the way now. She started to hate who she was she hated men, every single one of them, until she was old enough to love them, trying to find Him in them, she was naive and they all knew, it showed in her aura, you could smell it at a hundred feet away , she believed every lie every touch like it meant something like it was real. Bits by bits she died, heartless, cold, suffering, she suffered every moment every breath was a deadline. Betrayal, sadness, bruises, scars. She was molded by it. Pain, her greatest ally never quit her. Then thinking every step was the end, there, across the table she was sitting at, she saw Him, not the one who broke her years ago, but the one who would heal her, the one who would save her. But then she knew nothing about it, she had no idea what was waiting over there, so she went and talk to him, her walls shattered around her, warmth began to envelope her body and melted the ice holding her heart, her eyes turned back to a bright blue instead of a light grey, you could see her being reborn, she smiled, a big wide smile, she did not fear anymore and she saw the life she could have, happy, finally a happy ending to her suffering, she was not cold anymore, the pieces that died inside her slowly fixed themselves and a tiny, yet, warm spark flew inside her, for the first time in what seemed like an eternity, Hope found its way back to her. Betrayal died along with Sadness, bruises, scars, pain and desperation, hope wasn’t a lie anymore it wasn’t desperation it was there, easy to feel, truthful, real, she felt like a child again with a real childhood, happiness flowing around her like the light of the warm sun, no suffering no waiting, just breathing love, bleeding love, surrounded by love, molded by hope and she said to herself, the greatest thing you will ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
This year, I was lucky enough to be invited to the Oscars. While every girl I knew squealed and asked what I was wearing I was riddled with anxiety. The day before the Oscars I had a fitting with Dior where I got to try on some beautiful dresses. I…
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This year, I was lucky enough to be invited to the Oscars. While every girl I knew squealed and asked what I was wearing I was riddled with anxiety. The day before the Oscars I had a fitting with Dior where I got to try on some beautiful dresses. I was between two dresses: the Carrie Bradshaw all-you-can-eat dress and the Angelina Jolie sexy leg kimono. I really wasn’t sure if I would ever get back to the Oscars so I let my inner Carrie Bradshaw take over and went with the dress with eight pounds of tullle. The fact that I was going to the show was no longer an idea but becoming a reality and like a 13-year-old girl at her birthday party, I had a complete meltdown. Somehow the night before the Oscars I managed to get into an argument with my best friend, my mom and my boyfriend.