Twisted Cinderella

Sitting on the front steps in my high tops and my party dress, breathing in the last few drags of a Menthol. My short dark fringe falling over my blue eyes, and my eye liner slightly smudged.... I'm just a Twisted Cinderella. Flowing out from inside I can hear the guitar strings of Angus Young and the shrill chorus of ACDC'S Thunderstruck. I stick my cigarette between my lips and I dramatically strum on my air guitar... After a few wicked moves of my tattooed wrist, I raise my glass to the odd lonely tramp walking down the road and high five the drunken blondes falling out the doors and into cabs. I look around and wonder if this is really it. If this is where I’m meant to be.

Twisted Cinderella. Untouchable. Restless and wild. Waiting for someone to understand. Iron clad heart apparently. Emotionally shut off from the rest of the world (I think those were the words used) I feel what I feel when I want to feel it. It may sound childish to some and I may seem cut off to others. You may not understand my black finger nails or my passion to cover my arm in tattoos. You may not get my crazy hair or accept my crazy laugh. You may not find my dancing around my lounge in a fire engine red wig and a leopard print dress on a Saturday night, amusing and you may find my writing boring and monotonous but in all honesty screw you if you don't get me. I don't care. Its not your approval I seek. Its not your opinion that matters. Wearing a bikini and rain boots while blowing bubbles in the sun is what makes me happy. And call me selfish but since its my life I’m all I care about at this point. Don't use my craziness to make yourself feel better and stop thinking you can save me cos you cant. I don't need saving. I'm happy with my life and I’m happy being slightly off key. I'm weird at times I get. I am a HUGE contradiction – this I know. Stop telling me what to feel and stop assuming you know what I want. Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I have to be soft and fall in love. You cant possibly know what I want if you don't even truly know me.

Maybe this is just me and this is just what I want.... to sit out here in my party dress and my high tops, sucking on a cigarette, outside in the moonlight alone and free. With an arm full of ink and a head full of random thoughts. So if you looking for a perfect princess who follows the rules and always looks perfect and has a great body and long eyelashes to bat while she agrees with every word you say, keep on going because all that's here is a Twisted Cinderella. 

Rock on Individuality!!

xxx