Society tells us what to wear, what to eat, and how to act... and we follow. The few of us who try to rise up and revolt not only get smacked down, but do it all alone. So why can't I have rolls and cottage cheese on my body? Why does the fact that I have curves, and no they do not look like Beyonce's, makes the boys nauseaus?
Hmmm mmmhh, it's society. And I'm in the wrong decade. I need to be in the decade when chubby girls ruled. But now scarecrow is the new skinny. And boys love their new toys.
Real talk though. Is it the fat, or is it the personality? Because come on, I have seen big girls with good looking guys. They are either damn lucky, or they have something I don't. I live near LA the land of the beautiful and rich. Money can buy looks, and if you're already beautiful then one up to ya. I'm just wondering in a place like this... where is a simple boy for the simple girl?
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