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 I feel like the rant I am about to issue is more than likely one of the most over ranted about subjects in the history of woman rants. None the less, it is important to me and has been coming up a lot lately in my own personal life and I would really like to address my views on it.

When it comes down to it, the expectations that society sets for women are almost completely unattainable and unrealistic. I have a feeling that may have been redundant, but fuck your standards.
Lately it has been being brought to my attention, that despite my personal belief, I am not in fact a size 5. SHOCKING, I know. I feel like the older I get, the more people think it is somehow justifiable to inform me that I happen to be overweight. Whatever that even means.
(Pro tip: Don't fucking call a girl fat. So rude, so juvenile, so unnecessary, and so not your place.)
I understand there is a certain health standard that determines if you are at a healthy weight I get that, but what happens if you feel healthy, can participate in any activity a thin person can, but because of your height/weight ratio, you are still considered 'unhealthy' or 'overweight'? Bitch, I feel FINE.
I might be wrong, but in my experience, when a doctor tells me I am overweight, or not at a healthy weight according to my height, I want to scream.
Yes, I could probably lose a few pounds, mainly because when I wear a swimsuit this summer I want people to be able to see it. I'm sure that if my genes were tweaked a little and I didn't develop a giant fucking rack, butt, and hips by the fourth grade, it would be a different story. I am sure I would be tiny and petite and maybe even TAN. But I am not, and that is just the way the cookie crumbles. (NOMNOMNOM)
Last time I went to the doctor, he showed me a graph. It showed height and weight and where I should be on the scale. At my height, 5'4", I was expected to be between 120-130 pounds at the most. I lol'd in his face. With my natural body type, no healthy form of dieting would ever get me to that size, and if it did, I would look like the fucking crypt keeper.
I am about to deliver the most hysterical statement I could possibly say right now, "I am big boned."
I'm not kidding, yes I have extra weight I don't want, but I also have a very boxy frame, that in my experience doesn't look good with skin stretched over it. I have weighed less than that before at a point in my life I am not proud of and believe you will not ever see picture proof. It was disgusting.
I guess what I am getting at is, fuck it. If I feel good physically and my weight isn't holding me back from doing anything, then fuck a line graph, I am doing alright.
And as far as the social standard of women and weight go, why is it that to be considered a beautiful woman, we have to look like a man?
Guys, if you want to date a girl with a mans body, date a guy, I assure you there will be less drama, better music, and no week out of the month where you fear for your life.
Not to mention, that pesky toilet seat will stay just where you want it to.
Why is there even a black and white guideline to what beauty is? Who is making the rules? Why isn't a chubby belly and legs just as cute as a flat stomach and long legs? So strange.
In conclusion, I am confident that skinny does not exclusively equal beautiful or feminine, and the system for determining healthy weight is absurd.
(Also, I am in no way ignoring the ridiculous standards set for men either, but I figure if you have read this far better not push my luck.)