Boil away my fat, to find my bones underneath.
Cut away my fat, to find blood under my skin.
Drain away my fat, to find the muscles within.
I’m in there, right here, where you can’t see me.
Because in your world, I just don’t fit in.
What would you do, how far would you go to fit in and model yourself after the people who look so good, seem to have everything and be beloved by all? I think of it as the magazine lifestyle where it all looks so shiny and new on those glossy pages. We bring home those magazines to read them in private, to give ourselves a few moments to feel part of it. But life intrudes and even the glossy looking people aren’t really glossy all the time.
Word Grrls is my mad science experiment, my adventures with fame and world domination (politely). This is where I inspire people to create: invent mutations, cause change, bring colour into your world. Web writer since 1998. Find me on StumbleUpon , and Tumblr.
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