So today I was picked on quite a lot by this girl who thinks I'm unpopular, weak, a freak and most of fat. We were playing netball and unfortunately I had to mark her in defence. She obviously had a go at me for every mistake, spoke about me right in front of me to her friends stating a was clumsy, big footed and I made netball easy for her. I don't really care what she thinks, she is a squared, flat chested spoilt brat. However today there were a few feathers that my cat had brought in from the garden and they were floating around my kitchen, it got me thinking how I wanted to feel delicate. Personally I myself feel bulky, I don't feel like a child nor a woman and I want to feel like a woman. I guess it depends on your definition of femininity but I want to feel like a could break like a china pot and that I could be carried for miles or jump and now make a loud thud. My thoughts began to slowing transgress into wanting to feel like someone needed me, love me, want me. It's a new feeling to want someone to love you and it's a very lonely feeling. This photo I just took as a feather began to fall down, the focus is a bit off because my maths tutor literally just rang the bell and by the time I'd finished the lighting had gone and the feather had flown away. Soft, light, delicate as always.