Wanna be my bootycall tonight?

I don't want anyone to stare at me. I don't want to feel uncomfortable walking past a group of men. I want to come home safely at night. I want to wear the clothes I like, without men thinking it’s just for them. Neither do I want to feel the looks on my boobs. I don't want to be categorized as a certain type of woman.

Who knows what’s beautiful?

I often ask myself, who determines what is beautiful? Why should we women be thin and men well trained? When lying you should see the hip bone, trousers size 38 is almost “abnormal”. When I open my instagram in the morning, I see all these beautiful women. Thin, athletic, healthy, happy. And I immediately get in a bad mood.

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