I was going to write a big long entry about my reasons for wanting to be an SG, my other reasons for not wanting to be an SG anymore, and how society's fixation on things makes me angry and want to break mirrors. [The 'you' in this post is a general 'you', the 'you' of society. And how it should be burned to the ground, Fight Club style.]
But I deleted it. Cause all I really want to say is, 'stop making me feel like I'm worth less because of my body.'
Especially the boobs thing. It's been 9 years since I started having issues with my breasts and I don't think they're going to go away until I die. Let my IBTs be loved and show that they can be sexy too. I'm tired of only seeing ridiculously sized breasts in movies and to sell things. And I'm tired of boys who make comments only to take them back when they mean 'well, except yours, of course'.
To that, I say, fuck you. Asshole.
But I deleted it. Cause all I really want to say is, 'stop making me feel like I'm worth less because of my body.'
Especially the boobs thing. It's been 9 years since I started having issues with my breasts and I don't think they're going to go away until I die. Let my IBTs be loved and show that they can be sexy too. I'm tired of only seeing ridiculously sized breasts in movies and to sell things. And I'm tired of boys who make comments only to take them back when they mean 'well, except yours, of course'.
To that, I say, fuck you. Asshole.
immortalloki:
hmmm... kinda the same shit i've been thinking about today... judging the difference between making progress and selling out... i wanna sell out u2 style not metallica style... just like there's really cool SG's that are down to earth and humble and the other bitches that use this platform to look down on the rest of us... so fuck the site, be you!!! i'm sure you're somebody's SG!!!
rockoval:
For some reason I don't understand the fascination with boobs. Of course, there are probably are a lot of guys who wouldn't understand my fascination with eyes, so who am I to judge? But anyway, it really doesn't matter if anywho else thinks you're hot. (For the record, I think you're very pretty ) What matters is that you like you. I think I'm pretty decent looking, and for all I know I may be the only person in the world who thinks that. But a least I like me. Society makes people way too concerned about the opinions of others.