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So I’m going to tell you something. Don’t go getting a big ego about it.
Yes, fine, even the guys out there.
I’m not trying to get in your panties/boxers/tighty-whities or anything. I just wanted to tell you because the world doesn’t say it enough. The world is saying things like…
Cover up those flaws on your face! Now, because the man of your dreams doesn’t like blemishes.
Isn’t fast food awesome? Just don’t get fat, because you’re totally getting fat.
How about a gym membership because you’re so fat?
Want to buy some big dick pills? They’re awesome at keeping your dick the exact same size.
You’re old. You should really get a boob job to make yourself hotter. Sofia Vergara style.
OMG grey (yes, I spell grey with an ‘e’ instead of an ‘a’) hair? You better dye it!
Now you’re too skinny. Get some butt injections! Twerk, twerk, twerk!
Most of the people saying you aren’t good enough are likely trying to sell you something. Either that or they believe the hell out of what’s being sold.
Be you. Yes, there are things that I want to change about myself too. For example, I want to lose weight. But that’s more because I want to be healthier as well as challenge myself physically in the near future.
Also, sex is more awesome when your cardio is on point.
I grew up as a kid who totally thought he wasn’t beautiful enough. To a certain extent, the world picks up on what you believe about yourself. And then it reinforces that belief. As soon as I started embracing who I am, the world reciprocated and I found others who thought I was beautiful as well.
Yes, beautiful. I don’t care if that’s not a manly word.
Sure, someone can find you aesthetically appealing, but that’s so short-sighted, isn’t it?
I think real beauty comes from the energy you exude. Some call it confidence; I call it acceptance. Everyone saying you’re not good enough is denying the person you are. Why deny yourself as well? It’s funny how explaining this in slightly different words shows how shitty we are to each other sometimes.
Sometimes it feels like a lot of times.
But I suppose that’s the price when there’s money to be made. I mean, many people are looking for acceptance so it only makes sense someone capitalizes on that, right?
If you say so. In the meantime, I’ll be here not caring.
Peace out, party people.