Your body is overrated.

My body is perfection.

Don't misunderstand my opening lines, I just liked the way they sounded. There is more to this story.
I have come to terms with the fact that my A-cups will always be A-cups, until I get pregnant someday. I have also come to terms with the fact that my pants will never fit properly, nor will my shirts, because I have large legs, with a smaller waist and a long torso, with wide ribs. (I also accept that I'll never be 5'9") I don't care anymore because even if my body is shaped this way, it is beautiful. I will always have this nose and these ears and this skin and this hair and these hands. I will always possess these features and I will always love them, somewhere in my heart.
The "you" I refer to is the male unit and the "me" I refer to is the female. I don't understand why we have to feel the way we do just because we've been given a model to conform to. Do you know what makes my body perfect? The fact that no one else has the body I do. That I am the sole owner of this body of mine. I am the only one who needs to love it and it doesn't matter who agrees with me.
I don't strut and I don't act foolish because of my body. I don't wish to flaunt, I love my body for myself. I can't stand the fact that I look in the mirror and think, If only I'd been blessed with a more proportionate figure. I really can't stand knowing that you(the one I referred to earlier) are getting in the way of me loving myself. Why shouldn't I love who I am? I have reasons to hate other aspects of my being, but not my body.

I don't know for sure where I was headed with this, but I'll tell you more later.