why is it that millions upon millions concern themselves of body weight? body size? i realize a certain amount is unhealthy and should be lost, but when i come across a girl who is thin, thinner than i..she considers herself fat. fat by what standards? the american economy. what happened to the 15/16th century when women of more voluptuous curves were enticing? a plumper woman could bear a, if not several, strong boy. and then what? the corset came into action. an evil evil contraption consisting of laces and laces to squish your insides up, often perminantly damaging your internal organs. why? for fashion. for popularity. why is it we continuously push to strive for such stupid things? why not smile and befriend those who already appreciate you..why would you try to hard to be popular amongst those who are pompous enough to dislike you should you weigh more than 108, or have a big nose, or frizzy hair?

these things confuse me greatly. i've come to conclusion that people are stupid.

this? this represents all those who stand in front of a mirror clutching their 'more-to-love' and cursing, wishing it would vanish.

i spit on fashion.

do yourself a favor. fuck all those people who stare, gossip, sneer. they're so insecure themselves..attempting to put on a facade of plasticity.

me? i don't care. i think i am beautiful because i AM original. i am unique. and i am an individual.

/fin


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this photo is muck