this morning I saw a girl
I walked up to her
I pinched her stomach then reminded her she was fat
her skin will never be beautiful
her thighs are too big
her hips are in the wrong place
her ******* are too small
her hair is such a terrible texture
her sweaty hands are too chubby and way to disgusting to ever use
I call her a *** why doesn't she just wear a dress
I made her cry
I took one last look before wiping my tear away turning from the mirror to the clothes I must put on for the day