Don't you like you? Cause I like you!

So people, I have been trying to post something for you guys for days - I have currently 5 different drafts of stuff that I've written in the past two weeks but I just couldn't make myself post any of the stuff I wrote. I guess it was too personal. Even for Mk which is my favourite place in the entire world. None of them is really worth reading anyway, bloggers. They are better off drafts, trust me!
Anyway folks, came here today to share an important message. I don't know if you have listened to Colbie Caillat's just released song "Try" but if you haven't, check the link below and go watch it NOW because it is a beautiful, beautiful song that speaks the reality of how women are seen and project themselves nowadays.
It is about embracing our inner beauty and accepting our faults as essentials parts of a beautiful and meaningful frame that is our bodies.
We are not perfect. We have dimples in our faces. We have cellulite in our stomach. We have bruises in our legs. We have short or damaged hair. We are a bit overweight or we are way too skinny. We have scars and memories of places we have been at. We are faulted creature and we couldn't as much as unique if it wasn't for all flaws and faults and difficulties. Life has shaped us in diversified ways and it is because of all that we've been through that we are what we are and our friends and families love us.
We don't have try to so hard to fit into this beauty concept. You don't have to be a certain ethinicity. Your eyes don't have to be of a certain colour. Our bodies don't need to be muscles only (I mean, it would be great but they don't have to!). Even though you think that you need to plastify yourself and doll yourself up so that some random guy who wouldn't make the same effort to look attractive to you can like you, you actually don't. There is beauty within you and it will shine through. Allow it to do so.

The official video, originally performed by Colbie Caillat - Try!

Please tell me you love the video as much as I do!


Love always,
Tommy

PS. With this post, I don't mean women not to wear make up. You should use it if you like how you look with it. But don't get dependant on it. Wear it with caution. You want to look slightly better. You want to look like you put some effort into it. You don't want, however, to look like a completely different person. I usually have a rule. If take over 10 minutes doing your makeup, you're probably overdoing it. I am not a big fan of makeup mostly because I suck at it. I do makeup free pretty much everyday and whenever I do put makeup on. I like to keep it natural. In a way that it can highlight a bit my best features. To end, find below a few selfies I took this morning. No makeup selfies, not edited. It turns out I don't have to try that hard. I like myself the way I am.

"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado

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I am thankful for our little infinity.

As you all know, I am a big fan of The Fault In Our Stars. The book, primarily. The film is decent and the actors did a good job incorporating the characters, particularly Shailene Woodley whom I was always a big fan of ( from the days she was Amy Juergens in The Secret Life of the american teenager). Nevertheless nothing can fully portray the beauty and depth and the sensitivity of John Green's words and the human imagination.
First of all, let's clarify the following: I am not, and I want to emphasize this, a fan girl! Fan girls as the name directs us to entitles someone who is first a girl and a fan. I am fan, a big one of the book but I am not a fan girl of the film. Anyway, this is not the point of this post. I just wanted to say this about the fault in our stars because one of my favourite bits of the book are in the last page. And I felt like sharing it somewhere with people I can trust that won't judge me for finding it the sweetest thing evah!
We all girls and guys, we all want to love and be loved. And we all want to live a big endless love story. And we want these moments to last forever and love this person as much as we need air in our lungs. However, fairy tales are for the books. Reality check, life gets messy and when everything gets confusing and things get in the way of what once seem endless, everything changes and now an end is seen. However, the true meaning of loving someone is not giving away any moment to love them a bit more. Even the painful moments when no one would judge you if you hated them. And that is what Hazel (just got say I love this name. Honestly, I find it so pretty and different) and Guy's story teaches us. That even though all is temporary, it doesn't have to be ephemeral. You can make your little infinite count to someone.
You should never fear oblivion. Oblivion is for those who didn't live. If one person can remember you for what you truly were and still loves you, you left your mark upon this earth. You are unforgettable.

Van Houten,
    "I'm a good person but a shitty writer. You're a shitty person but a good writer. We'd make a good team. I don't want to ask you for any favours, but if you have time- and from what I saw, you have plenty- I was wondering if you could write a eulogy for Hazel. I've got notes and everything, but if you could just make it into a coherent whole or whatever? Or even just tell me what I should say differently. Here's the thing about Hazel: Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That's what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease. I want to leave a mark. But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars.  (Okay maybe I'm not such a shitty writer. But I can't pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.)  Hazel is different. She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth. Hazel knows the truth: We're as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we are not likely to do either. People will say it's sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she was loved deeply but not widely. But it's not sad, Van Houten it's triumphant. It's heroic.  After my PET scan lit up, I snuck into the ICU and saw her while she was unconscious. I walked in behind the nurse and got to sit next to her for like ten minutes before I got caught. I really thought she was going to die before I could tell her that I was going to die, too. I just held her hand and tried to imagine a world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar. What else? She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her. You don't get to choose the ones you hurt in this world, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. 
I do, AugustusI do." - page 310-313 

"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado

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