*Disclaimer – this post contains some vulgarity. Please take note – no offense meant. I am a piece of meat ass tits pussy look at the buns on that one. i want to fuck her. I am just skin, flesh sexy hot fuckable my heart squishes under your metal-toed shoes. I am a girl therefore I am to be fucked. Therefore I am to be filled, penetrated, prodded, probed. I am, a hole for your blind lust, a snake which finds its way, swallowed whole in the black darkness. I am still inadequate, lacking the ideals of a woman’s body, my breasts too small, my tummy too protruding, suck suck suck it in. I am lifting my head to the deafening roar of voices that tell me what my body should look like should could would lose some grams stand up straighter just a little bit more, just a little bit more and I’d be perfect. I am cursed with curves that refuse to conform to the straight rigidity of patriarchy. I am blinded by images of spotless butt cheeks, uncaressed by the dimples of cellulite. of Photoshopped wonders, legs that go on for miles, breasts of an Egyptian goddess. I am the witness to beautiful girls who think they’re ugly, because someone said so, because someone told them that there is only one version of beautiful, only until you’ve straightened out your curls, down to the stubborn tips that curl back up through no volition of their own, only then are you adequate, complete. Good. Enough. I am the stunned bystander to the deluge and flurry of hair pressed, blown, ironed, faces powdered, blotted, concealed, eyes gouged, swiped, coloured, cheeks pinched, slapped, blushing, lips pouty, pink and ready. And then I am ready to face a world of faces equally pressed, like my own, a caricature of our times, complete with
Do the catwalk baby.
You’re a woman now.