My Time to shine
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MatureOngoing13m
Last published Wed, Mar 17, 2021
My character is say, underrated for lack of a better word. You see, I'm the character who is stereotyped to the T. I've been called weak, meek, the girl that literally can't get swept off her feet. According to society two words to describe me would be insecure and undesirable. Otherwise why else wouldn't you see a girl like me with a bikini on tv. Or better yet why don't girls like me win pageants, or be models without being labeled as plus sized. Why am I never in the fantasy werewolf books, the mate of the guy with the smoking hot looks. Oh I get it I'm the girl that never gets the guy, or last to be looked in the eyes. I'm the girl that gets bullied and wears oversized hoodies. I gotta be perfect because my weight is enough imperfection as it is right?
Wrong. I say forget that. I'm a perfectly beautiful mess. But I know my worth and I won't settle for less. Men only fantasize over my ass and my chest but wanna forget the rest. Nah I'm a woman that demands respect. I am a big girl and I want big things. I mean bigger is always better until it's a woman like me. Chile please, bigger cake slices, bigger house, bigger cars, bigger pay. If all these bigger things are making it in the world why can't I? One day, one of these men go come looking for a bigger woman and there I'll be in all my glory cause honey it's my time to shine.
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