Hey! I just wanted to say this to somebody (you know who you are):
You wear expensive special lingerie to make you curvy. You heap on the make-up to make you flawless. You wear heels to make you taller. You dye your hair to make it blonde. You have your teeth whitened to make them shimmer. You wear contacts to make you see clearly. You snogged my boyfriend at that party when he was drunk to make you look loved in front of your friends who are all in relationships.
But you’re flat chested, spotty and short. You actually have mousey brown hair. You actually have yellowing teeth (resulting from all those ‘cheeky cigarettes’ you had during school breaktimes as a teenager), and you actually have to wear glasses. You haven’t been in a relationship for 3 years because you have a heart of stone and no true respect for anybody else. There’s no point trying to fool your friends into thinking you have some sort of love life: you don’t and they know it. You need to stop being under illusions; you need to come back down to earth. You need to realise that you’re a sad, pathetic mess who can’t come to terms with the ugliness of her reality. Get a reality check, bitch.
- from M B-C
