Sunday, January 22, 2012
Dear Fashion
This post contains profanity simply because sometimes a sentence just needs a good "fuck" for impact you know?
Dear Fashion
I'm sorry that I'm not a super model. I'm sorry I'm not a Barbie doll. But most of all, I'm sorry that I'm a person.
I eat just like my friends do, and yet they're all zeros, threes, sevens. And you say to me "this is what you should be."
Well I'm not.
So maybe I don't fit your smalls, hell I don't fit your mediums, and I'm sorry that your mini skirts make me lookalike a cheap prostitute.
You can suck my metaphorical dick, and find a new slave. Don't expect me to starve myself for you. You're not worth it, and I am.
Fuck off, love me.
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