IG: im.madig and snapchat is: madigipss
Who gets to define me?
Me, right? Wrong — that’s what people in society think — if I said they were wrong
would you even blink? It is put into our minds that we must conceptualise what is ours —
– through the eyes that is not ours.
For this reason I must bring attention to this misconception — that I am what everyone
defines me as
We live in a era of where it is no longer — I am, but rather — you are
I come from a generation of self hate, and if you don’t participate, you’re “stuck up”
— I question why we self discriminate?
Why don’t we come to love what we have to this day
Love thyself — ain’t that what the bible say? But why are we personifying God on
“There’s a miscommunication” … Sorry but I understand your interpretation — of me —
– my body, my mind, my soul is not for you to place your judgement on, nor will it ever
Life influenced by [social] media, but why do I feel we are no longer in touch socially.
As I stare at the brightened screen, I feel no warmth, no depth, no sanity, —beneath
these fingers I routinely check —Facebook, Instagram, snapchat, — did I check
Instagram? We are so quick to stamp our subjective views on already tainted marked
territory — that we have lost our originality — lacking different personalities. Females
dressed in lingerie — is this what you ladies really want to portray?
How did we become to accustomed to —this — lets call it what it is — pornography on
What was once hard to find now is not hard to define — a ho— what does this mean
Because what I externalise is not what I expect to be objectified by
I want to be undressed mentally, that connect on a soul level, (that “hashtag goals” level ?)
— but my image is defined but a button, a post
There was a time I lacked self confidence, so I guess I can understand why these girls put
themselves out there ” but then I thought back, back to a better me” — j Cole says —
Why can’t we all have this type of mentality? — because there is a better us.
Some of us fear that we won’t exist — that the judgement of others is somehow the love
we need to fill this void of emptiness — and if it ain’t this “love”, it’s just “the haters”.
Is the love you so desperately desire, based simply off your what you wear — or rather
your lack of attire— so maybe I’m just a hater g
we decide to inhale our own love and exhale confidence
Because everyone is beautiful just not everyone can see it
Bio: I am originally from New Zealand, live in Australia currently studying at San Diego state university and I run track. I am a communication major and looking to begin a career in the field of journalism. I got inspired to write pretty much because I was introduced to it through a previous relationship and fell in love with it immediately. I gained some good writing material from my own self accomplishments or strife. Along with heart break that has come which makes for good writing material. Overall, I just get lost in it when I start writing and it sends me to another world where I can be as creative and carefree as I want.