Wild with Wisteria


Hen do was a Roaring success.

The best compliment of the night. 

“You have put on weight”  A   FRIEND 

 Charming! aren’t we girls such a lovely bunch ?!

LIKE A SHOT TO THE HEART. I  laughed it off. I haven’t put on weight. I work out and I have muscle . Naomi has got nothing on this girl – HA! HA!

 

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Kiss my sweet ass -love and kisses  😉 xoxo

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mind state : RECOVERING 😀 ( much poison consumed)

Also a few words…

“You can’t tame me -don’t even try. I am who I am and I will not change. Accept it or move along…. I am never going to conform to who society wants me to be. Everything I do I do it because I want to. No coercion needed.” -DAISY WILLOWS

I know how to behave like a good girl when I need to. I also love to be a bad girl. A rebel heart doesn’t just die with growth maturity and the various institutions that life and society binds us to.

I am not an institution. I am a person.

I realise that it is way more fun being bad when I am good 80% of the time. .

So it is simple. I am  never going to change the spirit that beats and flaps freely in my rib cage. I have a secret door and it knows how to get out.

WHY CHANGE WHAT YOU DO BEST?

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I’ve been hit with every stick people I know can use on me but I still have wild stamped on my heart.

I will never lie to the loved ones I know about it. They may not like it but they respect and love me, enough to know that I have more common sense when it comes to choosing whom I feel like being.

I have no secrets.My past and all my wild moments I share freely.  No one can use that against me and it is the most liberating feeling in the world.

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Here the wisteria meaning and symbolism speaks of love lost, but also of the ability for the heart to endure in spite of rejection. In other words, here the weeping wisteria expresses sorrow, but it is also an incredibly durable vine, able to live (even flourish) through mistreatment and harsh conditions.

http://www.whats-your-sign.com/wisteria-meaning.html

High society

Middle society

Poor society.

Nobody can tell me who is my friend and who I shouldn’t be friends with.

I don’t care what you think about my choices and the people who are a part of me.

If you feel ignored and you wonder why people won’t give you their time, are  not interested in your life – it is cool.

Some people find a person who  is 100% genuine an and not afraid to be who they  are: intimidating.

People will talk. So let them.

They may use your creativity and not credit you with an acknowledgement – Let them.

Take your influence in what they  adapt as their own work as a compliment.

Inspirational people often only get credit when they are dead. So you may be in good  company.

If people confide in you, do not betray that loyalty even if they ignore you afterwards.

This says a lot about them more than you.

The secrets I have are the ones people have confided in me.

“I have loved, lost, hated, found, wounded, healed, loved again, succeeded failed, succeeded again, gained, lost, lost and gained again, thought, spoken, wondered, felt, believed, disbelieved, questioned, not questioned, over indulged , moderated, became elated, became depressed, became manic, became me. I am who I am because of my life experiences and because of the innate willingness and stubbornness to cease to be or to become.” -DAISY WILLOWS

 

 

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26 thoughts on “Wild with Wisteria

  1. Daisy, you’re amazing. You probably get that a lot. But you are. If someone said ‘you’ve put on weight’ that would be a stopper on the evening. I would’ve left.

    But you’re so brave and so… just damn AMAZING that you had a good idea in spite of that. You ROCK. And your last words are an inspiration. Much love x

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    • lol. Thanks. How could I leave? I know the girl that said it is very mixed up and full of self loathing. She was only trying to project her insecurities onto me. My Eating disorder did rear its head the net day and I started looking at myself in the mirror and grabbing my skin but then I got mad and I emailed this person and told her what she said had made me feel. She tried to make out like I was paranoid, it was a compliment, she tells it like she sees it. I wasn’t buying it. I threw it all back in her corner. I said to her “say you noticed I wasn’t limping as much or say you noticed I had a huge scar down my face that didn’t look as big or whatever the last time you saw me,would you comment?”
      She started back tracking telling me her Ma is sick and she doesn’t need this. She tells people the truth yadda yadda . I told her I didn’t ask her anything about my weight. I didn’t ask her for her opinion. So she had no business telling. I have actually lost weight since she last saw me. I work out. I have muscle , you know. I am more toned. Any way I’ve left it now and she has lost a friend. Not my problem anymore. A few years ago her comment would have broken me. I can see she is full of insecurity and doubt and the poor girl needs to work on her own issues. I can only wish her the best of luck. Fighting yourself on your own is sad and lonely. Thanks as always. It was an epic night – all the pics are on my FB profile. Not Daisy… I di have a BLAST! ❤ ❤

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    • Tell me about it but I emailed said friend yesterday and left her with how I felt. And she is no friend and I know why she has not so many friends. I tried to be a friend because I can see a soul who is so hateful of herself and has experienced so much pain in her life but that comment- no way. I can’t be around a person like that. So, she is her own undoing. May she find some kind of happiness within her one day.

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  2. Daisy, I just have to you something to you.

    You are incredibly beautiful. I know you might get this compliment a lot. And I know you’ve heard it all. If I was led to believe that the whole creation of our galaxy was created by a creator. I’d say impossible. Why? Because you Daisy we’re created by a being who made you this special and gorgeously stunning of a beauty. 🙂 I love your smile and your eyes. 🙂

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    • Thank you Charlie. I will be honest with you I have never felt secure in myself from a young age -I starved ,drugged myself from a young age because people would give me mixed messages. I tended to fall into toxic friendships and relationships where men and women would openly mock me. They sensed I was self conscious and used their own insecurities to shine a light on mine and detract from theirs. I never let a lot of men get close. I have been called frigid. Some men who publicly slurred me would on the quiet try and screw me. It is messed up. Some guy would be interested and the next moment a girl would point and whisper something in my direction and I was the weird girl again. I have been ill and hiding behind drugs/alcohol was my way of coming out of myself. Many people have made sure I never believe in anything contrary to what they could plainly see I believed for a long time. I would get invites from some girls to go out and when the guys came over to chat us up – I was always very I hate this whole chat up scene. I loved to dance but other friends only went out to get a guy so as soon as they found one. I got dumped. I have had guys openly say things about my figure and my looks all my life. All aimed at keeping me in my place. I’ve had men beat the shit out of me. I have had girls call me things like -anorexic bitch. No friend has ever told me I am beautiful and most guys have tried to mock me or make out like I am nothing. Oh except when they tried to fuck me. These days I know I am as beautiful as the next girl. There are many beautiful girls out there and unfortunately their are a lot f people who want the crown of queen bee and don’t want to share it with only the select few. I thought when I left school -all that shit would end. These days I know what I am and what I am not. When people like the girl who told me I had put on weight on my hen do on Saturday night spout their venom- I throw it back in their court. All the men who try and keep me in my place or feel inferior or fuck knows what they think I hold my head up high because I know who I am. I know I am a good person and I know that a lot of the people who have put me down by ignoring me, labelling me or whatever are the people with the most fucked up sense of self esteems. Son , NO – I am not used to hearing those words except from my mother and the man I am going to marry. I know I am just attractive as the next girl and I have inner respect and enough self love these days to keep away the toxic people out my life. I surround myself with people who make me feel good and every girl and guy I see act all insecure. I go up t them and I tell them what I think makes them beautiful to me. Too many haters in this world. So thank you for the compliment. I am not going to lie. It does make me feel good about myself. So thank you for the lovely comments 🙂 you are a good soul

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      • oh….my…gosh…:(

        I’m so deeply sorry for what you had to experience and go through. 😦
        I hate bullies and mean people who are so fucked up and careless.

        I’m so happy for you that you met someone who you are going to marry.

        Daisy I’m always here for you if you ever need a friend to talk to. You are a good person and your have a wonderful soul.

        You are a strong warrior and an inspiration. 🙂

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      • Hey it is not your fault. ha ha! but thank you and I shared this with you -hoping that any other person who is reading this and is or has been made to feel they are wrong for whatever reason need to look at the one shaming them. The same goes for you – I will always have time to listen to what you have to say if you ever feel the need to talk 🙂 hugs mi amigo.

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  3. I love this post, Daisy! I felt very inspired by your words, and actually had to get up and throw a few “air punches” to get out the extra positive energy. I’ll be using the rest of that energy to throw paint on canvas later 🙂 One of the things I admire most about you and this blog is the honesty. It is instinctually obvious through your writing that you are completely genuine, and that takes courage and strength (and a bit of wildness) that I admire greatly. It’s such a rare thing to read something and feel like you are a better person for having seen it. That’s how I feel about this blog though. You’re an inspiration, thank you!

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    • My feelings exactly! Readers do have a uncanny knack don’t they of picking up on the genuineness of the writing…but when you are not dressing the (sometimes horrible) truth up with squirty cream, sprinkles, marshmallows and sparklers and say it raw, as you see things, that is gutsy, brave and inspiring. Life on the wild side is my kinda life 💪💪💪😆💛

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  4. I love your ‘fuck it, I’m Daisy and I’m going to be 100% me’ attitude. Fair play sister! You’re so right about the inspirers of this world usually only getting recognition after they’re dead. I really admire your writing and your gutsy attitude, plus you look fabulous btw!!! Lots of love to a bad ass hen 💛 X

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    • Thanks for the shout out about my writing. It means a lot. Fuck it attitude is just the best attitude to have when bullshit life throws at us at times. Ha ha yes lot of from a bad ass henn xxxx you make my heart sing. Appreciation from someone who has never met me. Funny how our biggest supporters are usually people we may not have even met. I champion everyone’s ambitions. I have learned not to expect. 😀

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      • It’s very true that. I’ve discarded most of my usual bunch of people, in favour of the ‘bonkers ones!’ who I’ve met online and I mean that in an endearing way. I’m a big lover of the mentally ill people who have learned to see through bullshit and refuse to conform or let anyone dull their sparkle. You have lots of sparkle in you, and I love your writing, and the imagery and everything in your blog that compliments it. It does stand out from other blogs. Maybe it’s the sheer pinkness I don’t know! Keep doing your thing! 😊😝 Xx

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      • Hey I like your out look. What can I call you , mate? Such lovely words about my blog. I’m recovering from a major hangover so I will catch up with you tomorrow xxxx thanks for being awesome! xx

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      • Aww bless you nursing the hangover…I’m amazed you managed to type anything at all given the post-drinking sitch! Well done 🙂 muchos congrats!!! 🙂 I’m Imani-being awesome is my speciality 😝 haha catch up soon xxx

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