demonic22

Ich bin auch eine Frau Fleisch Blut Brüste Arme Beine Füße bin ich so schrecklich anzusehen? ich habe auch Bedürfnisse und Wünsche Aber seit mir gesagt wurde, ich hätte kleine Brüste, dass ich nie einen Mann überhaupt erfüllen könnte jetzt trage ich Zweifel in meinem Verstand. Ich werde einen Mann glücklich machen auf viele andere Arten ihm geistlich und körperlich gefallen Ich habe vielleicht keine großen Brüste aber ein Mann wird dahinter blicken. Oder wird er wie alle anderen lachen schubsen und herumhacken? Alles was ich nun tun kann, ist meinen Kopf i

I am a woman too Flesh Blood Breast Arms Legs Feet Am I that horrible to look at I have needs and desires as well But since I was told I have small breast that I would never fulfill a man ever I have doubts in my mind now Will I make a man happy on many different levels Please him physically and emotionally I may not have large breast But will a man look past that Or will he laugh like all the others Poke and pick too Now all I can do is hold my head low in shame Shame of myself and not having a perfect body This is probably one of life's cruel games

Is it ok to crave something To want it Yearn Desire Long for To fantasize about Is it wrong to want to be accepted I would love to able to be myself And not have people criticize me To have someone to hug me and love me for Who I am Instead of saying, "You're such and EMBARASSMENT." a lot of people laugh and pick at me for being myself I try so hard to please people that I'm not pleasing myself But I would like to know "Is It Ok!" To be able to be myself

Look into the mirror What is it that you see Do you see yourself Or do you see who you wish to be You can dress up any way you want to Because no matter how much makeup Or the different types of clothing you wear You will never change Your reflection will always show the inner you The part that will never ever change no matter what Even with age Your reflection will never lie to you And it will be there to show you your true self

You dont understand You will never understand why I just need to feel that release I promised I wouldn't do it anymore But I feel like a junkie who is relapsing Having the cold balde run across my skin Feeling my blood run down my pale arms and legs feels so good The sensation it gives me just to feel the pain Like I said you will never understand why