You Are Not For Sale

I’m infuriated with just how careless some young women are with their bodies. I see it all the time.

They prepare their outfit for the next day the night before; spend all morning in the mirror making sure they like what they’re wearing, yet when it comes to what goes on inside of them they couldn’t care less. They let whoever and whatever enter and leave their bodies as if that’s its only purpose.

They brag about how many people they’ve had sex with, how good they are and how much control they think they have because they “give it to him good.”

Your friends may think it’s funny and cute, but it’s not.

Just stop it.

Stop bragging about who you’ve done, what you’ve done and how you keep him coming back for more because let’s be honest; if the candy store was giving out free pieces of your favorite candy wouldn’t you want more?

That’s exactly what you’re doing. You’re giving yourself away as if you’re lifeless, like candy.

Even though the rest of the world has labeled you a ho and a slut, I know that’s not who you are or who you want to be. I won’t assume that you didn’t have a father in your life because whether you did or didn’t, your self-respect is still very vital. If you don’t love and value who you are, expecting someone else to is insane. How can they if you don’t know how much you’re worth?

You set the standard.

Your hips and thighs are not all you have to offer the world. If no one has ever told you any of this, I’m telling you right now. Stop searching for yourself in things and in other people because I promise you won’t find what you’re looking for.

Forget about trying to validate your existence because the mere fact that you can breathe, think, dream, and create confirms your existence on earth.

You exist and deserve to be loved, unconditionally.

If you’re reading this thinking to yourself “I’ve heard this before,” quite frankly, I don’t care. It needs to be said because standing around watching it happen just won’t do.