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My stomach isn't toned, My arms are flabby. There

My stomach isn't toned,
My arms are flabby.
There are hair on my arms,
Surely, you have no qualms?
My skin dark, scattered with acne scars.

Sometimes, I have patience of a saint,
Other times, I desire blood to paint.
(Not that I get it)

I mess up, more than I can count,
Sometimes I dance, others, I flounce.

See, I don't want you to say you love me.
It has taken a toll for me to realize I do.
Yes, I completely, wholly, irrevocably love me.
And I don't think I want to jeopardize it for you. Before we ask someone to love us, it is important that we love ourself. No point in dragging someone with our insecurities.
#beauty #beautystandards #loveyourself #YQBaba
My stomach isn't toned,
My arms are flabby.
There are hair on my arms,
Surely, you have no qualms?
My skin dark, scattered with acne scars.

Sometimes, I have patience of a saint,
Other times, I desire blood to paint.
(Not that I get it)

I mess up, more than I can count,
Sometimes I dance, others, I flounce.

See, I don't want you to say you love me.
It has taken a toll for me to realize I do.
Yes, I completely, wholly, irrevocably love me.
And I don't think I want to jeopardize it for you. Before we ask someone to love us, it is important that we love ourself. No point in dragging someone with our insecurities.
#beauty #beautystandards #loveyourself #YQBaba