It's going to pain my boyfriend, Tex, incredibly if he reads this (so lets hope he doesn't) because he is constantly trying to make me see myself as beautiful. I think in the area of features I'm pretty, but I'm definately a little overweight. I've gained a lot since college started six months ago. I have absolutely no idea why the bar is where it is. Men used to like girls with a little weight on them, and I want to know where the public got the skeleton complex from. I don't want to look like a walking corpse so people will find me pretty, but that seems to be what the world wants. I really don't try to live up to the image. Only when I need to feel better about myself do I dress up or if the situation demands it. I am not generally happy with myself, but I'm trying to do better. Tex has tried to help me see how important it is to be yourself, not what society wants you to be.
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Sorry, I got a lot of woman to sling around.
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