Dear Society,
I listen to you.
I listen to your perception of women.
I listen to the rules and limitations set on us.
I listen to all the people in the world that say we're nothing more than games and prizes to be won.
I listen to all the conversations about being easy, about being a size perfect, about not being perfect enough.
I listen...
And because I listen...
I'm afraid of what society thinks of me.
I'm afraid to act different from the "norm."
I'm afraid to have small boobs and a big butt.
I'm afraid to eat pizza out of emotion.
I'm afraid to be myself.
I'm afraid...
But because I'm afraid...
I do it anyway..
I eat way to much and to often.
I burp a lot.
I sing loudly and out of tune.
I dance in the rain.
I'm two sizes to small one day and two sizes to big the next.
I'm not perfect...
I'm just FLAWed LESS.
Sincerely,
Imperfection is beauty.
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