#chubbychronicles

Let’s talk about this amazing thing that has saved my reputation. 

Now you may be thinking what in the world is this chubby girl talking about, but if you are a chubby girl like me, then you might relate. 

The extra 20-50 pounds that leaves me, or you, unconventionally overweight is the main and leading reason that I am not a total SLUT. And granted, being a slut is not a bad thing. Being a feminist myself I find no harm in the promiscuity of women because we are breathing humans with needs. If it’s social acceptable for men, then it should be for women. 

But I’m talking about the mere cock block that is my additional body poundage and the main reason my “barrel of scores” is empty. Not the kind of barrel where there’s a little water at the bottom half, I’m talking dry… the kind of old dusted barrel that you don’t even use to put old moldy towels in kind of dry. 

And the reason for my not so promiscuous behavior- I strictly relate to the numbers I see on the scale and my inability to charm a man with the curvature of my ass, or more so, that of my stomach. And let me tell you, if I was the sexiest thing to walk this earth I may or may not feel the urge to lunge after any dressed man with semi-impressive music taste and a beard.