01.07.13

Love Thyself

     I am a chick, so naturally, I feel fat today. haha. 

     Okay, not really, but I do have my little quirks that I can't stand about myself. I hate that my hair is naturally a mess. I hate my eyebrows when they aren't waxed. I hate my legs in shorts. I hate my feet. Period. I could keep going about how everything about my body just bugs the fuck about me, but I won't. That's just fucking annoying. And I can't stand that shit.

     I see these girls who are skinnier than a model on an anorexic diet and I think, WTF? These girls talk all the time about how fat they are. It's enough to make me want to punch 'em all in the face.

     I hear these guys talking about how they ain't big enough. WTF? Since when do having arms bigger than your head make you fucking attractive? Since when does that chest of yours have to pucker out like a gorilla staking claim on a mate in the jungle? No one really looks like that naturally. 

     And when I say naturally, I mean, fucking naturally. Without protein shakes out the wazoo, steroids, salads for every meal, and a cot set up for you in the back room of the gym. 

     We strive for perfection.... and for what? So we can look like the 50-year-old grandma on the Boflex commercial? Um... I think I'll pass. 

     I wanna wear heavy eyeliner. My eyes are awesome. I like my skinny jeans even though my muffin top peaks out over the top of them. I like my hair because it's long and shiny and mine. If I want to wear combat boots or dog collars or even body glitter, I'm gonna fucking do it. Regardless of what anyone else thinks.

     Granted, women should wear clothes that flatter their body type and not expose it for what it really is... my eyes can only take so much trauma in one lifetime. And guys should pull their fucking pants up. I don't need to see your hairy bony ass. This is just my humble opinion. But if I say guys and girls can't wear what they want, that makes me a hypocritical bitch. 

     And if I can do whatever the fuck I want with my body, then, I suppose, so can you....

Resolution #007: Love yourself. Don't let anyone who is not you tell you who you need to be. You really are beautiful just the way you are, because you are, in fact, you. Anyone else giving you crap for the immense amount of makeup you wear, the way your jeans hang on (or off) your ass, the way you laugh, talk, walk, or any other phenomena they obviously can't wrap their brains around about you, fuck 'em. They will never know how awesome it is to be you, because they never could be you. Only you can make yourself as awesome as you really are. So, do you, Kid.