| Less of a Woman |
| I will never be a size three, but does that make me less of a woman? I don't wear makeup, and I let my hair flow free. Does that make me less beautiful? I can't cook much more than the burgers at my fast food employer. Does that make me less than anyone else? I refuse to submit or conform to society's views of "the perfect woman," does that mean that I still can't be loved? |
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