Sunday, March 20, 2005

Friday.

I sit here because I can't sleep, and as odd as it sounds, there is comfort in staring at this computer screen. There are days when I question my sanity - how can one person become so focused and intent on one thing. My highest goal in life is to be beautiful - what I consider a major component of that is thinness. I do not understand how someone who weighs over 115 pounds can be considered beautiful. This is my driving force, this is my life all wrapped up in a nutshell.

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder - but what they don't tell you is that eye has been coloured and pre-determined. Men don't want fat ladies who can't see their toes. Oh they may tell you they think you are beautiful and attractive - but what they are hidding what they really want. What they want is a tiny girl - a girl who fits into their arms, a trophy girlfriend/wife who they can hold up and never be ashamed to be seen with. Girls are meant to be trophies - a masterpiece and a reflection. No guy wants anything less, no man wants to be thought less of because his girl isn't looking like a model 24/7. They want bones ladies, rib bones, hip bones, tight skin, taunt muscles. This is beauty.

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