I'm just me. Either you're gonna accept the afro, or you're gone. You'll love me with my stretch marks, flawed skin, toneless body, -- flaws & all! If you can't accept me as I am you don't deserve me.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
I'm Just Me..
If I listened to everyone who said something didnt look good on me, I'd be anorexic and have multiple body parts injected with silicone. How many times do we hear people telling us what we should wear or how we should act or how much better we'd look if we changed certain things about ourselves. Why can't we be happy as we are? Why can't other people let us be happy as we are? Why do we have to fit into a certain mold that even the girls in the magazines don't fit into?