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The untold Truth of a Plus Size Woman.

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Sometimes all we want is love and a listening ear. Its already difficult enough that society throws us by the waste side, but glorifies us in the same image. Everyone wants the curves and the round asses but not the stomach and the stretch marks, not the abusive vocabulary that comes with it. But you're thick, right?   Damn, as if being an African American AND a woman isn't enough. Can I just have a sense of peace in my life where everything works in my favor?All Rights Reserved

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