New Post!

Hey! Hello! Howdy! Bok! 🙂

I am not here as often as I was, I think it comes naturally to a blogger. I don’t force it. I miss it, true, but I don’t force it. I do have a lot of post ideas and generally stuff I want to share with you my dear blogging friends, and it will come. Also, photos! Yes, I have been photo-active and I got as a present an external hard drive for all my amateur love for photography if something gets lost or laptop crushes. My first external saving point for my photos… (sniff) Emotional stuff. 🙂

I hope you are all fine and having fun, enjoying the good stuff and riding successful through the bad ones. I really wish that to you. And that you love and take care of yourself, like you should. It is amazing what love and acceptance can do for you. Like a plant, a flower. If you give it water and sun, it grows, blossoms.. It is beautiful. But if you keep it in the dark and with no water, it suffers. Don’t treat yourself worse than you would treat a plant. ❤

I have something I want to share with you this Friday (which is also an International Worker’s Day), so chill, relax and listen to this performance of an talented and sweet Calum Scott. 🙂

Fighting bullies with talent! Suck on that!

Justine inspired me to do this. On her blog I saw this video of two boys in Britain’s Got Talent and they amazed me.

I just want to tell everyone, no matter the age, no matter the gender, race and sexual preference – STAND UP TO THE BULLY(S)! Fight back! You did nothing wrong, demand your right to live and be at peace, to be left in freedom so you can express yourself.

Don’t let bully get inside your head, even if they are really close, a family.

Don’t doubt yourself, don’t think you deserve to be treated anything less than EVERY HUMAN BEING on this planet.


Why am I telling you all that? Because I can’t count how many times I have been called ugly or a waste of space in my early teens, because things were done to me that are wrong and no person should endure that. It got me doubting myself (to this day), it got me sad, really sad, it got me indifferent about life, it got me believing that I am not less worthy, but worthless. I believed the bullies. You don’t!