What is beautiful?

Just because a woman doesn't have a stripper booty, porn star breast, Serena's thighs or because she isn't Beyonce, doesn't mean she isn't beautiful. Just because a man doesn't have Taye Diggs' skin, a body builders body or the looks of a male model, doesn't mean that he is not beautiful.

Growing up, my mother taught me that beauty is skin deep, or beauty comes from within. So because you're considered a perfect 10 doesn't mean you are beautiful. It doesn't mean that you'll always get the guy/girl. Though in some strange way, all of the physical beauty makes a difference, who you are is what counts the most.
The most physically unattractive person could be the most beautiful person in the world. He/she could be intellegent and honest with a heart of gold but would be looked down on because of his/her physical features. Looks aren't everything.
I have yet to find one person who, in our society is considered beautiful, has inner beauty. Those "pretty" boys/girls are so stuck on themselves that they don't believe that they need people skills. Human nature tells them that what they are "workin with" is all they need to get by in the world.

Whatever the hell... People like myself, who are considred, just average, don't have a chance in hell. We sometimes "settle" for what we get. Our hearts, mind and spirit aren't enough to land us that dream job or that high school crush. We have to work extra hard to get what we want out of life. we have to prove that we have what it takes. A "model type" just walks in, shows a little cleavage or leaves a few buttons undone on his shirt, and the job is his/hers... no skills at all.
I would like to just walk down the street sometime and hear someone tell me that I am beautiful or that I have a beautiful spirit. I would like for a person to take the time to get to know me before judging me. No, I am not a model, I don't have a stripper booty or porn star breast. I am no Beyonce, but I am beautiful. I am intellegent with a heart of gold. I may not have a "pretty" face, but my spirit is beautiful. I have the singing voice of an angel and a kindred soul.

So again I ask, what is beautiful? The answer is, I AM BEAUTIFUL!

and en espanol


Creciendo, mi madre me enseñó que la belleza es la piel de profundidad, o la belleza viene de dentro. Así que porque se le considera un perfecto 10 no quiere decir que son hermosas. Esto no significa que usted siempre recibirá el chico / chica. Aunque en alguna extraña manera, todos los de la belleza física hace la diferencia, que usted es lo que cuenta son los más.
La más atractiva físicamente persona podría ser la persona más hermosa del mundo. Él / ella podría ser intellegent y honestos con un corazón de oro, sino que se miró hacia abajo debido a sus características físicas. Parece no lo son todo.

¿Qué es hermoso?

Sólo porque una mujer no tiene un separador botín, estrellas porno de mama, la Serena o muslos porque no es de Beyonce, no significa que no es bello. Sólo porque un hombre no tiene Taye Diggs la piel, un órgano u organismo constructores el aspecto de un modelo masculino, no significa que no es bello.

Yo todavía tienen que encontrar una persona que, en nuestra sociedad se considera bello, tiene belleza interior. Los "bastante" los niños / niñas son tan pegado a sí mismos que no creen que necesitan gente. La naturaleza humana que lo que les dice que están "trabajando con" es todo lo que necesitan para pasar en el mundo.

Cualquiera que sea el infierno ... La gente como yo, que son considred, justo término medio, no tienen una oportunidad en el infierno. A veces "resolver" para lo que tenemos. Nuestros corazones, mente y espíritu no son suficientes para que la tierra nos sueño trabajo o la escuela secundaria que aplastar. Tenemos que trabajar muy duro para conseguir lo que queremos de la vida. tenemos que demostrar que tenemos lo que se necesita. Un "modelo" sólo en paseos, muestra un poco de escisión o deja un deshacer algunos botones de su camisa, y el trabajo es él / ella ... no en todas las competencias.

Así que vuelvo a preguntar, qué es hermoso? La respuesta es, SOY HERMOSOS!

Me gustaría simplemente caminar por la calle y escuchar en algún momento alguien me diga que soy hermosa, o que tengo un espíritu hermoso. Me gustaría que una persona tome el tiempo para llegar a conocer antes de juzgar a mí. No, soy no es un modelo, no tengo una stripper botín o estrella del porno de mama. Beyonce no soy, pero soy hermosa. intellegent estoy con un corazón de oro. yo no puede tener una "bonita" cara, pero mi espíritu se hermoso. Tengo la voz de un ángel y un alma afín.

WTF???

To begin, I just want to say: If you are a parent, plese don't be offended by anything that I say here...I'm just doing my BlogThing!!! But if the shoe fits...

God blesses us with the children that we have, so why in the hell would you treat them so badly? Our kids trust us, more than anyone else, yet some of us betray them and let them look and feel unwanted. Now why would we do that? Why is it that some moms will go shopping, spend a grip and when they step out the house, they are looking all Hollywood and their kids look like the "Feed the Children" kids? Why do some mother's go to the hair shop or have a friend or relative hook up their hair and their kids look like little orphans? Haven't had their hair combed or cut in months!!! WTF???

Some parents sit at home all day and don't do a damned thing with their kids. If the children are school aged, they get sent to school looking crazy, with no lunch or lunch money. If they're too young to go to school, they run around the house in a pissy and/or sh**** diaper, pull-up or drawers, trying to find something to eat because mommy and/or daddy are too busy or just too damned lazy to get up and fix them something to eat. The house is dirty and sometimes disease ridden because they're too lazy to clean... WTF???

I really have a problem with the mother who does go to work and make a decent living, but has no time for her children. She talks to make herself look good in front of others, but in reality she is as fake as the nails, the hair and the jewelry she wears... I know that phones and computers are for communication purposes, but damn... there is life outside of the phone and the computer. How dare she get off work, go home to her children but talk on the damned phone and/or be on the internet all night... Hello! Don't you have children??? Have they had dinner yet? Have they bathed??? Do you even know where they are??? Are they getting enough sleep? Hell, are you getting enough sleep? Why am I combing your kids hair and picking out their clothes so that they look cared for? WTF???

What I am saying here is: Care for your children. There are thousands of men and women in the world who want children, but are unable to produce them. Play with your children. Read to them. Stop buying all of that expensive garbage so that they think they have something. Things can't replace a parents love and affection. Your children will grow up resenting you if you don't show them the love and affection that they need to grow. Children are very aware... they live by example. If you have many men, your girls will think that's ok and your boys will be whoremongers. If you place everything else before your children, they will mistreat their own when they're old enough to have them. Put your children in sports programs or other recreational events... they can never have too many friends... hell, they already don't have one in you!!!

Random

Honestly, in my opinion, in life you can’t be mad at someone else for something you could not control. You can't fault me for your mistakes. You cant blame me for your losses, and you can not hate me for being me! What you can do is re-evaluate yourself and try to figure out what went wrong, or what you didn’t do right, and hope that next time you dont end up the loser, cause unfortanetly, this time around, you LOST!
But then again...
Maybe you can be mad at me for taking control of the situation you couldn’t control. Maybe it is my fault for not making the same mistakes you did, and being the better WOMAN! Maybe your loss, is a result of my gain, and maybe you can hate me for being such an outstanding, selfless, non-egotistical, caring, loving and did I mention sexy individual. Now that I think about it... it is my fault for making it so hard for you to compete.
Now this message is not targeted towards anyone specifically, however if while reading it you felt as though it was aimed at you.... all I can say is... If the shoe fits...