A diary entry // For the ladies. It is strength that lingers within us. its the women we surround ourselves with, the women we become in the process, in heavy lipsticks and wild hair, it’s the woman with loud voices and loud hearts, its the femininity that shines through. Its the compliments we shower to one another, the long talks into the night, the wine, the poems, the big ol shirts, woman talk. You know that girl, that girl you see walking down the street, with an aura that just floats, mean and real it makes you feel something, and makes you go hell fucking yeah. That’s a good feeling, that empowerment feeling, that’s what were all about feeling real, feeling alive. I hope one day to be her in my own charming ways and strive to be the best me possible. But we feel, we feel deeply, we are just as exhausted as you are, but we fight, to feel good, to be more, and to succeed in whatever the hell we wanna do. Strong and fearless. That’s what it’s like to be woman. And being a woman, things can be hard, for everyone in fact and you will feel the walls absolutely crumble before you at times, don’t surrender, you may be shaking with them now, but you got this, you’ve fucking got this, be bold and find the beauty that you are, the kind hearted lioness, feel what your feeling every moment, and let this be a curve of learning. A new seed of growth. Girls we have a voice, use your social medias, go to protests, lets group together, the women that want change in this world. WE ARE ANGRY BECAUSE WE ARE PAYING ATTENTION, WE ARE HERE. THIS. IS. OUR. TIME. 🌷🌷🌷🌷 send me some beautiful empowerment pages!
If you ever think your fandom is the best fandom just remember that Japanese shawols are sending Canadian shawols lightsticks because they won’t get to have any for the concert. That’s real love bitch.