Flesh.

Eating, drinking and breathing fashion, skinny girls they die for a flesh and bone body. While I enjoy eating they enjoy staring at food. What may have crossed their minds to think men like touching bones, hell no. I love the way I am, not trends nor fashion will ever make me change my mind about me. Why should I change for others if no one changes for me? I'll wait for someone who likes me just the way I am. In the end there's someone for everyone, isn't it?