Out of the box

Out of the box

Clichรฉs and stereotypes are very common. Some of them are simply in many people’s minds, and once in there, it’s hard to tell these guys that the reality is different. Blonde girls are not all stupid. Rich people are not all braggers. Girls are not all weak. And gay men do not all love glitter and wear pink. And does really every girl wants to be a princess? Has every woman an obsession with shoes? And where do these stereotypes come from? Why is it sometimes easier to put someone into a box, before actually getting to know that person?
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Do you want (to) make (it) up?

Do you want (to) make (it) up?

No matter if I look at a magazine, or watch TV, or if I only use Instagram – there are so many beauties everywhere. These perfect smiles, the super white teeth, rosy cheeks, and shiny eyes. And of course, all of them wear makeup. These days it is normal for most girls to start coloring their face at the age of 12. Why? Because they were told to only look beautiful with these colors. But can a girl not be pretty without making up her face? Continue reading “Do you want (to) make (it) up?”

Like a lost child

Like a lost child

Ask my little me what I wanted to become when I grew up, I might have said Peter Pan. Just because he stays a child forever. Well, these days, I know that being an adult is something I could not really understand as a kid. In fact, I did think that I would never get older. I lived in something like a bubble. The future seemed so far away. As kid there is one thing passing by so slowly, so you think you have it endlessly: time.
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Not in my dancing shoes

Not in my dancing shoes

It’s pretty easy to give advice to someone, to tell a personย what he or she should do, but taking actions, that’s something different. Certainly most people care about me, when they want to tell me how I should live my life and what I am supposed to do. But they are not me. It’s my life, and my decisions. I might not be perfect, neither are they, and I don’t want to be(come). I want to make mistakes, so please let me learn, let me grow, let me be me.
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