-for a fat chick you are pretty/sexy/hot
-you're not like the other fat chicks I know
-I’ve never been into big women but I could get into you
FUCK U you goddamn moron. Do you honestly think my self esteem is so low as to need you to tell me shit I already fucking know? Did you think that by telling me that I’m not like the “other fat chicks” you have some passing acquaintance with that I would feel all warm and fucking fuzzy and slide the pole? Do you feel the same way about black people too? I’m totally ordering an expensive dessert on your dime tonight you silly jackass.
FUCK U to
-Macys/ JCPennys/Sears for not only putting “Women” sizes in the basement near the draperies but also for carrying clothes so matronly that not even Margaret Thatcher would wear them
-Women’s magazines who have the “Latest Diet Secrets” right next to a recipe for “The World’s Best Chocolate Cake”. Seriously…. wtf mate
-People at the gym that cut their eyes at me with either disdain or pity. I need neither you condescending sons of bitches.
And finally to all the thick sisters, big girls, phat chicks, bbws, rubenesque rubies who walk around with their head bowed, feeling sorry for themselves, hidden under layers of grays and blacks and dresses that are shaped like feed sacks, waiting until they lose 10, 20, 50, 100lbs before they even attempt to remove themselves from their living dead state of mind.
A very, very empathic FUCK YOU!!
Because you’re not helping the situation either.
So what if the media pressures you, your peers teased you, your mother called you fat growing up and you manifested it later in life. Whether you are a size 10 and think you are fat or a size 30 and actually are. Own that shit!!
You sweetness are pretty and sexy and hot . You can get the man/men or woman/women you want and you can trust me on that one ;)
Demand better, rise up, wear colors, take pictures, accentuate your bursting bosom, celebrate your round round ass, caress your thunder thighs as much as possible and encourage your lover or yourself to give you the tummy rub you so desperately need.
Cause nobody is going to want you it you don’t want yourself
Cause nobody is going to see you if you don’t show yourself
I’m 287 lbs
I refuse to be invisible, stuffed into a box, labeled and listed among societies rejects, forced to I drop 137 more pounds before I can feel pretty and sexy and hot and fucking worthy of the life I want.
And you shouldn’t either.