just wondering what part of your body ya hate, all in all I think everyone looks beautiful, it's the personality that counts. lemme say that thar.

~ Amanda

"Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave..."

Beauty is momentary in the mind -
The fitful tracing of a portal;
But in the flesh it is immortal.
The body dies; the body's beauty lives.
So evenings die, in their green going,
A wave, interminably flowing.
So gardens die, their meek breath scenting
the cowl of winter, done repenting.
So maidens die, to the auroral
Celebration of a maiden's choral.
Susanna's music touched the bawdy strings
Of those white elders; but, escaping,
Left only Death's ironic scraping.
Now in its immortality, it plays
On the clear viol of her memory,
And makes a constant sacrement of praise.

('Peter Quince at the Clavier' by Wallace Stevens)

If there's just one or two things on your body you can't make friends with, find a surgeon in the Yellow Pages (like I did), or suck it up (like I'm doing, for lack of fundage.) Life's too short to obsess about the physical flaws that come with being human.

I have always hated the nose that I inheritted from my father.  It's long, wide, and has a strange dent on the tip.  However I don't think I would look like myself without it.

My knees are kinda ugly.  Scarred all to shit.  The price of being a tomboy.

A king-size chalazion (a bump that grows on your eyelid).  That would have been my answer this morning, but I had it surgically removed two hours ago.  The first of the three needles into my eyesocket through the top lid was the most painful experience of my life.

One of my friends had taken to calling me conjoined-fetus eye Jamie.

So now, the answer is probably my scalp, damaged in a hair-dye allergy incident about 15 years ago.  But nobody sees my scalp, so no big deal.

"Harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it, don't wait for it, just let it happen. Could be a new shirt at the men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black coffee. Like this."  -Dale Cooper

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"Harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it, don't wait for it, just let it happen. Could be a new shirt at the men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black coffee. Like this."  -Dale Cooper

"What? Did your life pass before your eyes? Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, almost got shagged, cuppa tea..."

Well, smeds.. We have the same issue in my family. With the double chin thingy... No matter how thin I was as a child, I still had my double chin... and I can't seem to get ride of it now either...

Besides that I hate my feet (and toes). Not that they look that different from other people's feet. I just hate feet in general...

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My penis.

............Wait, what?

~ Amanda

"Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave..."

I have this really disgusting lump of flesh that rests on my shoulders.

 I have a gigantic nose, misshapen eyes, and i have a disease called Neurofibromatosis that causes tumors to grow anywhere on or in the body (had a brain tumor too) and I have a massive lump called a fibroma on the back of my head. I try to cover it with my hair and then people ask why i leave my hair long in the back.

 I stopped being polite. I just tell em coldly and bluntly.

Did anyone say "my wife" yet?

Dibs.

Let´s tip their power balance, tear down their crown,

Educate the masses, let´s burn the white Lodge Down!