In other news..

1. The symbol on the dress means nothing. Models on the runway have no say in what they wear. Neither do they have a say in their makeup or hair. All that is done for them by stylists. The author of the article probably *chose* to put that picture up probably bc of the skull symbol, now that she is dead. It makes for a better story to show that kind of picture.
2. Being beautiful is one of the hardest things to be in life. YES, let me say it again, it is a HARD life to be beautiful. You know why? Because 99% of women will hate you and be jealous of you. And 99% of men will treat you like a toy. They will say and do whatever it takes to bed you, then leave you.

I used to be a model- I am not tootin’ my own horn- I was never as beautiful as she was. I never asked to be born a girl, or to be born “beautiful.” My entire childhood was wrought with such agony and pain, bc my own mother and sisters HATED me bc I was pretty and they were not. So I got beat up and shamed. Every. Single. Day. of my sad and painful life.

I couldn’t make female friends bc they all hated me. I was also super skinny and could eat whatever and never gained an ounce. So they hated me more. But some pretended to be my friend, only so they could be passive aggressively mean to me. Women like to cut other women down. So much hate and jealousy. By the way, I didn’t have a bf till I was 22. So it’s not like the girls had a reason to hate me and be jealous, but they were anyway.

My entire childhood, I wanted to take a knife and cut into my face. All I wanted was to be loved, not hated. And what my face and body looked like I had no control of. I had no control over the fact that women all hated me. This started when I was 5 btw. And I grew up with bruises all over my body (from getting beaten by my mother and female siblings, so I always wore long pants and long sleeved shirts, always all covered up, so it’s not like I was “asking for it.”

And then men. Of course, there are the men only want you for one reason and one reason only. But they will lie and manipulate you, to make you think they care about it. Then after you have become a “notch on their belt” they leave you. Oh, and let’s not forget about rape, or attempted rape. If you are pretty, then you’re basically living a life of trying not to get raped, no matter what you do, you will get harassed. I am all covered up when I go out. But the harassment never ends.

Oh, and let’s not forget that people automatically assume, and treat you, like you’re a bimbo, completely devoid of intelligent thoughts *just* bc you’re beautiful. OH- and bc you’re pretty, people feel like they have the right to be mean to you. They think that the world gives you everything bc you’re pretty and so they feel entitled to make your life a living hell just to “offset” all the wonderful things that you must be getting in your life bc you’re beautiful.

I am not saying that SOME women don’t benefit from being pretty. I just wanted to bring to light that being pretty doesn’t necessarily mean a good life, or that good things just happen to you bc you’re pretty. Being pretty oftentimes will lead to people hating you and treating you bad. Oftentimes, beautiful people have more problems than normal people do, and if you look around, some of the most beautiful people are also one of the most fucked up people.

It’s just really sad to see stories like the one you posted, bc it happens to so many girls.
The problem with this world is that there is not enough love and kindness.

I think I might be the only one to say this: I feel great that she had the courage to do it. I mean, suicide is never really a good thing, but she had enough courage to go do it. Even more impressive was the fact that they said she likely leaped- bc her body was so far from the window- that she ran, then jumped. I don’t know why, but I think that was awesome. To have that last bit of fighting energy, to go fully all the way. It wasn’t a “sigh, I’m just going to fall to my death.” It was “fuck you world, I’m going out with a bang.”