I'm to sexy for my fat, to sexy for my fat.
what you think about that?

Well that was a disturbing thread ressurection...

(February 19, 2014 at 2:36 am)noor100 Wrote: I'm to sexy for my fat, to sexy for my fat.
what you think about that?

That was fantastic

So, yeah, I am indeed somewhat grotesque, yet horny as hell. Apparently, according to the OP, I can't be, though.

Not sure what to do here.

Give myself a 13 out of 20 (passable with serious prep time)

My jaw is too wide and masculine

My eyes are small and squinty

They're so dark no one can tell they're grey until you sit an inch from my face

For all my love of freckles I hate my own

My boobs are WAY too big E-cup

The chubby tummy I can draw in with the right outfit

My ass is gianormous and I'm sure it's what everyone means when they say black women have big butts

My voice is always a hit or miss people either it's charming or so squeaky their ears are bleeding

My natural hair is just a fluff ball comb-able but the color is off it's not quite black but it's not brown and likes to streak red a lot

At least my hand and feet are little

Twelvety

0

0 isn't bad, there's a lot worse than 0 getting about.

I'd give myself a solid 15. With my shirt off, we bump that up to 18. I puts in work.

(February 19, 2014 at 11:09 am)BrokenQuill92 Wrote: At least my hand and feet are little

I hate you. I have gigantic feet. The only positive is that I'm just within range of "normal" shoe sizes, but that means that I can hardly ever find good stuff on sale because it'll already be gone since pickins for size-10 shoes are always slim.


I have very little conception of how attractive I am; reinforcement as a child came in the form of my parents telling me I had pretty hair, long legs and was thin, and my sister telling me I had a big nose and was ugly so my self-perception is largely "tall, thin, nice hair, big nose, long legs, ugly." This kind of reinforcement has also made me supremely uncomfortable when people tell me I'm pretty. It makes me 1) not believe them and 2) think they're trying to get something from me by buttering me up. I had an ex-boyfriend who kept insisting that I was pretty to the point that it made me cry because he kept lying to me.

The first time I remember being told I was pretty was when I was 16 and was seriously made up for a wedding. I didn't even look like myself. It was a blow to my self-esteem to realize that in order to elicit compliments about my appearance I had to completely alter the way I looked. That's when I decided that I'd rather be an ogre but be myself than cake my face in makeup everyday on the off chance people would think I'm pretty.

Quote:I puts in work

DO WORK SON