
Sometimes i hate myself indulging in those pretty clothes, shopping online, going gaga over materalistic goods. It started from wanting to be more presentable out of the house, yet slowly it turns into a hobby, something all women love, to pamper themselves with, then who knows perhaps it may turn into an obsession some day, where you completely forget about your inner side which people tend to overlook on. & that's what im most afraid of, to turn into such a statue; Like an attractive book with no content.
People who are often disliked by people, perhaps are the most true to themselves, they dont follow the crowd or do anything just to feel accepted by the majority. They believe in their own perceptives, it may be wrong, yet at least they will never be listed as one of the hypocrites.Completely different from them are obviously the popular, where everyone look up to, & there, who knows they may be just like a mannequin, copycats i can say, or worst pure fashion victims?
So have i actually grown up? Am i beginning to adapt to this pragmatic society? Or have i just subconsciously turned into one of them just to feel comfortable & socially accepted?
Just wondering.
Love,
AKQ
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