lady bloggers - don't censor your personality.

Okay ladies, this is going to be a heavy post, full of naughty words and vagina references. So if that sort of thing offends you, turn away. (which i really hope isn't the case, because we all have vaginas, girls. That little lady between your legs, your coochie, its magical.) I'll get to the point. Now, i love pink sparkly things and fluffy kittens as much as the next girl, but fuck, that's not all i have to talk about. I also really enjoy a good fart joke, decent books and strawberry beer. When i first decided i wanted to blog, i was reading the blogs of some amazingly stylish and creative people. Now I'm totally not blog bashing anyone here, i still adore these blogs and i'll always read them. But its just after a while, i started to think "Wheres all the swears? Where are the grumpy period rants? Why are these women so perfectly pleasant?!". I honestly cant swallow (haha, i said swallow) that these girls are really that annoyingly nice. I personally am always suspicious of girls who are calling me "hun" and telling me they "love my hair" within an hour of our first meeting. Now I'm not saying i haven't ever had that girl crush moment on someone you just met, when two people just click, but sadly in most of these instances these darlin's and babes will have told their real bff's how fat i looked in my obviously Primark dress by the next morning. 

This, to me, is how some bloggers come across. Too afraid of upsetting someone that they keep their mouths shut and just talk about how delightfully lovely everything is until the sodding cows some home. What is so much bloody worse, is the fact that i have realised this is exactly what i have been doing. I have been censoring myself on the Internet, and for who? and what reason? its bullshit. I have been writing in a style which really does not portray my real personality at all. I am immature, crude and incredibly sarcastic. Could you tell? No, probably not, because most of my writing so far has made me out to be pretty much a bore. Screw it, i think i can be pretty fucking funny and i should be saying all the stupid crap on this blog that i want. Its my space, for me, to share myself. So if that means a shit load of penis and vag jokes then so bloody be it. Free yourselves lady bloggers, talk shit and be awesome. 

* i will be going back and editing previous posts to a more Daisy-like standard of wonderful.