here’s a story about me.
when i was about nine years old, my sister took a photography class. she always needed someone to take pictures of. so she let me be the model.
my family was going to sign me up for modeling, i was good, and i really wanted to do it after all. but the problem is, my family was poor and we couldn’t afford modeling classes or beauty pageants or whatever. so we were gonna wait until i was older.
the good thing? I’ve kept my dreams, i still want to be a model. but whats the issue?
everybody thinks i’m too fat. seriously!? i’m 5 pounds overweight. that’s it. so thanks, classmates, family, friends, my doctor, strangers, and everybody else, who reminds me that i can never do what i want to do.
just because i have hips.