Goodbye

Goodbyes are unique things. Sometimes you're relieved after one, sometimes you cry. I've experienced every emotion in between before and after a goodbye to people.


Goodbye. Take the two words apart and it says good bye. Does that mean bye for good? Or was it a good, as in awesome/great bye? You could take it either way when you are in different situations and with different people. Some people never allow themselves to say goodbye because they don't want to be away from people. It's always "see you later!" I personally never really think about it when I say goodbye. I assume i will see them soon. But sometimes that doesn't happen. Life is so unexpected sometimes. We take for granted a lot of the time. I know I do.


Goodbye to a loved one is always very difficult. It personally takes me a while until I realize they're never going to be seen by anyone else on the earth ever again. It is definitely heart breaking. But in time, the heart heals and you move onto being happy and living life like you're supposed to.


Another hard goodbye is relationships. I've had my fair share of them. You say goodbye and think life will be the same exact way as it was however many months ago it was, but you're sorely mistaken. Some guys never say a proper goodbye others like to have the last word. Others try so hard to pretend you were never a significant part of theirs or your life.


I never enjoy having to say goodbye to anyone, especially that special someone. I don't want to grab hold to the fact that our relationship isn't there anymore and that I have to find someone else to spend my time with. Or just living my life as one person and not two.


When goodbyes come along unexpectedly, you go into shock. Like two weeks ago a tornado destroyed my hometown. I grew up in this town. This town is filled with my childhood. I never thought something so unbelievable could happen here. We're a small town. We're looked over. But now we're on national news and being talked about all over the country. It's unreal and I never said a proper goodbye to Ringgold.


I need to start realizing my life is going to be full of goodbyes. One could be around the corner. Some could be standing there, waiting for me to realize what's happening. I just need to open my eyes and let everything fall into place. (: MaggieMae909 ♥

Perfect Imperfection

I honestly never want to be perfect. I love being perfectly imperfect. Oxymorounos, right? But it is way better than being a Barbie doll.

Ever since I can remember, I've never believed I could be perfect. Not in a bad way, but in an amazing, quirky way. I will always have my niches and flaws and I've learned to embrace them. Perfect perfect is boring. Imperfect perfect is better.

All the imperfections I've had in my life are beautiful. They may go across my mind as being awful at some time or another, but I don't let that rule my life. I love how they've helped me become this person I am now. I am imperfectly happy with myself.

I love Hannah Montana's song "Nobody's Perfect". Yes, I'm admitting that I love Hannah Montana. I'm such a dork, but that's not the point at the moment. The lyrics to this bubble-gum pop song actually speak to me.

"Everybody makes mistakes."

Pure. Genius. Hannah Montana, being the wonderful role model she is, is trying to tell the many young women (and some young boys) that it's okay to have your mistakes in life. Everyone makes mistakes. They make us the beautiful imperfect people we are.

Another singer, Pink, just came out with a great song: "Perfect". This song, also like "Nobody's Perfect", is telling everyone who wants to listen that they are perfect, no matter what people say. When someone says awful things behind your back or to your face, please, just ignore them. They are so insecure about what they have done in their past and are just taking their anger out on you.

I, like any other girl, have gone through that period of hating her own body. I never went far enough to cause myself to become anorexic, bulimic, or any other eating disorder. I would put myself down sometimes. I'd call myself fat, but then wonder "What is this going to do to help my self-esteem?" Then I'd turn around and tell myself "You're so beautiful. Appreciate yourself."

I don't think I've heard any of my friends ever complain about their bodies to an awful extent, meaning calling themselves fat over and over again. That just puts everyone else into an awkward position.

All of my boy and girl friends are absolutely beautiful. They are all so happy and unique in every single thing they do. They also never say one negative thing about any other person. If they do, then obviously, they are not my friend. I despise negativity and pessimistic attitudes. They are like a never-ending rainstorm looming over my shoulders.

When I think of perfection, I never imagine a Barbie doll. I imagine someone who's been through Hell and back. There is a story behind their eyes and a fire that burns deep inside their soul. They have bruises and scars scattered all over their arms and legs, just waiting for someone to ask them the story behind each one. Like Mary Poppins says about herself, you are "practically perfect in every way." (: MaggieMae909 ♥