Look a little beyond my esaphogus and allow me to introduce: The being inside me that resembles You. It is a soul much like yours, with hopes and dreams. With a heart. That beats like yours.
Because in this society If you're not a size 0 Then you're not pretty If you don't contour If your lips aren't full You're simply not beautiful That's why I write Because my pen and paper They don't judge my face or shape They listen to my woes Without judging my flaws They see me … Continue reading Society’s Standards