Her hair glows, and her thigh gap-- a dream.
Her closet is perfection and friends share laughter.
She has a amazing room and the perfect pair of shoes.
But its what allowed her to get or do these things that
no one really knows. She was a freak with no friends.
Her family struggled with money for a period of time. She
thrift shops but not for what some people call “vintage”, she
shopped for anything her size. She shaved her head
because no one cared. She struggled through anorexia,
because they called her fat. What is a “perfect tumblr girl” ?
She’s not real. She can’t be.
It took her years to finally believe in herself. For her whole life,
they called her ugly, and stupid, she was tired. Of living.
But no, she cared. Not what others thought of her, but of
who she was. She decided to change and believe that she
could be more than just a no body. She gets 2 full time jobs
for, not shopping, but for her family. She grows her hair
to get with the latest “trend”. She learned how to sew,
she made the most recent fashion for under 10 dollars.
She found someone who really cared for her, who loved her.
She tried to gain weight, to be normal. But what really is
“normal”? She learned to be unique. She made some friends,
who really loved her for who she was. Her family, is her life.
She started to live. People treated her differently.
But she didnt share her story. Afraid. She didn’t believe
people would treat her the way they were starting to.
She joined internet, once again. Scared that she
would be cyberbullied, she was brave. She logged on.
Her life changed. People actually listened.
She was a role model. Her pictures were not just saved,
but were, inspiring. Her whole life she waited.
But she wasn’t really, waiting... She was, afraid.
So, who really is a “perfect tumblr girl”? No one is.
PERFECT.
