.....................JONA......................

Hi there, its me Jona!
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I’m The Rag Doll, Not The Barbie.

I’m The Rag Doll, Not The Barbie.

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Don’t worry. This is not a pity party post.
I have never been that super skinny girl with the blonde hair, perfect teeth, and flawless skin who boys just drooled over. I wouldn’t consider myself an Ugly Betty either, but sometimes it felt like it. Especially when surrounded by Barbie after Barbie. My best friend is a Barbie. Textbook bikini body, perfect symmetrical features, blonde hair (although…

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TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS |The Key To Happiness

TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS |The Key To Happiness

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Heeellloooo! I am back! I apologize for the lack of posts these past two months. I decided to take a vacay from blogging, but now I am back feeling inspired as ever.  This summer hasn’t been super eventful, but I feel like I have sat back, opened my eyes and ears, and shifted my perspective a bit.

I am a happier person and as I write this I am pretty sure it is primarily because of my lack of…

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Family Matters

Two big things happened in my home today. The ban on gay marriage was overturned in my state and I lost a great deal of respect for the people in my house.

Family Matters

Two big things happened in my home today. The ban on gay marriage was overturned in my state and I lost a great deal of respect for the people in my house.

How does the world see you?

How does the world see you?

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I sometimes wish I could see myself through another person’s eyes. I pretend I can and I don’t automatically know if I like what I see. I want to be tough, yet kind. Mysterious, yet relatable. I want to be so many things but that doesn’t necessarily mean I am those things.  I have big wild curls, chocolate skin, and warm brown eyes. I never really can look put together, no matter how hard I try.…

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Uncensored Thoughts

Sometimes when I write I stop thinking. If I want it to really mean something, I just start letting every thought release itself through my fingers. I don’t censor it or critique the spelling and grammar. I leave it raw and after a while I close my eyes and let the words on the paper silently speak for me. I did this earlier and when I looked down to see what I had created, I was genuinely…

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