This time, for real.
We think of our world
to be similar to a museum.
We’re all allowed to look,
but forbidden to touch.
Haven’t you thought of touching that opulent statue before?
Haven’t you wondered what crowds the spaces of the ‘staff only’ room?
Haven’t you pondered about the old janitor’s story?
Yes, you have.
They have, too.
And yet, have we done anything about it?
No, you haven’t.
They haven’t, either.
My inept words aren’t meant to be intimidating,
They’re about igniting a spark of thought.
One flicker turning into a beam,
and the realisation finally hitting you,
that the world is actually an open stage.
One that is not too appealing,
but rewarding nonetheless.
The clichéd perceptions linger,
and yet the paramount heroes emerge.
'Some men are born great,
some have greatness thrust upon them’
Have you figured out, which one are you?
Now go, and reach the nearest statue,
someone will notice, but they’ll come along too,
creep inside the staff room and switch on the bulb,
to see what secrets does the room hold,
and don’t hesitate to ask the janitor his name.
finally, it’s time to start your own escapade,
And this time, for real.
- it’s okay for you to like skinny girls
- it’s okay for you to like skinny girls with big boobs and a butt
- it’s okay for you to like curvy girls
- it’s okay for you to like heavier girls
- it’s totally okay to like thighs or thigh gaps and big boobs or small boobs and big butts or little butts
- what’s not okay is telling a woman that she isn’t beautiful or sexy because she doesn’t meet your personal body type preferences
Everyone needs to reblog this.