Lila

when the times get rough and I lose sight of the goal i just. reread “the orange” by wendy cope again & remember. that’s where I’m going folks. sooner or later, whatever it takes.

i’m done hearing about small pores, i’m done hearing about smooth legs, i’m done hearing about frizzy hair, about under eye bags, about dull skin, short eyelashes, waistlines... how many more years can women take this constant scrutiny? from ads on public transportation, sponsored posts on social media, tabloid covers in the checkout lines, our subconscious minds are regularly noting all these subtle accusations that we are falling short of our duty to the world to be attractive. i can’t even sit in my own goddamn home by myself and watch tv without some corporation trying to make bank by paying an unnaturally pretty model to practically laugh into the camera and point out another imperfection of mine. i’m tired and i’d like to go just one day without being reminded that i’m on display