fuck them, and the insecure horse they rode in on.
So much emphasis is put on physical appearance, advertising, television and movies drill into us that what is on the outside is who we are. Everyone is so much more than that, expansive, and boundless. I would say your more worried about what people think of your body, not what you think. What if you were the only person on Earth? Would you worry about how you dressed, or looked? I bet not at all. We dig our own graves when we identify with who we are by what other people think of us. You are not another persons view of you. Whoever does not accept you for what you look like, and treat you accordingly, fuck them, and the insecure horse they rode in on.
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