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"I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny - a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, r...
Boom. Exactly how I feel. I can only ever talk about things that have happened or how you behave towards me now, or how you behave and how it bothers me now. I can't actually talk about how I love you and the extent to which I do. I am sure it makes me seem crazy and I am sure that no one would be able to comprehend it. It's a love that even I can't comprehend. My heart just got a little overzealous with you.