Fat girls are super gorgeous.  They’re like squishy pink balloons all shiny and glimmering, soft and delicate and adorable.  Your only desire is to protect and squeeze her gently; hoping that she never gets hurt with a pop.  And when she cries, all you want is to kiss her yummy tummy and look up at her to say, “Baby, you’ll always be my meatball, for now and evermore.”

Then again, skinny girls are also super gorgeous.  They’re like a melodic waltz of colourful sparklers, intricately designed to twinkle in their exquisite abode.  Your only desire is to embrace her with fingertip dabs and protect her darling flame so you might wish upon her star forever.  And when she smiles, a twirl of rainbow glitter appears, inspiring you to kiss her on the forehead and say, “Sweete, you’ll always be my spaghetti noodle, for now and evermore.”

But average girls, neither fat nor skinny, are super gorgeous too.  They’re like silky white sheets, fresh from the dryer, sincere and honest, yet warm and inviting within; a reminder that women should be appreciated for their individual selves.  Even the sunlight glows in her radiance, while your only wish is to wrap her around until the end of time.  Her gentleness inspires you to show how beautiful she is, for everything she is, and say, “Darling, you’ll always be my cheesecake, healthy and nutritious, yet fattening just a bit, for now and evermore.”

Because all girls are soft and gentle in their own super gorgeous way.

Her sweet embrace may be a surrender to the nocturnal wake of her loving arms, but it’s when you close your eyes that you’ll finally see her pretty heart.  As you turn your head towards her neck, the tender part below her ear will graze upon your shuteye.  In her softness, you’ll catch a glimpse into her tender heart, loving her for everything she is.