Real men love curves, bones are for dogs!

I love to rant about how much I despise skinny bitches. Really, it's fun. I could write books just on how badly they need to eat 10,000,000 candy bars and scarf down a fucking cheeseburger. Megan Fox and Angelina Jolie, women who are seen as beautiful and who guys drool over, just aren't all that great to me. Their ribs and hip bones seem as though they could impale me like the stakes of Vlad the Impaler.

I've learned to embrace my curves despite being called 'Maddy the Fatty' and 'Little Miss Piggy' ever since elementary school. I'm about 5'8' and I weigh around 210-215 pounds. But I have curves, and lots of them. Big boobs, big ass, wide hips. I'm 15 years old and I've learned to work with what I have. I don't want to be a skinny bitch. If you can't accept my voluptuousness, then go away. Instead of taunting me, just don't look at me. More than a few guys have wanted to get all up on this big beautiful love machine. When I say I'm curvy, I'm not talking about stupid little Kim Kardashian. I'm talking Queen Latifah, bitches! :)

I think that Pietro Rubens would have wanted my body. He appreciated a nice juicy woman, and I wish that men today had his mentality. To the left is a painting he did of Cleopatra, and my body has much in common with the Egyptian queen in his painting. I think she looks hot, not obese. Most people in the world wouldn't agree with me, but that's just fine. They can just get impaled by ribs and hip bones.