my butt, big, small, medium… I don’t know its size because I need to first know who I’m comparing it to, although every living thing that becomes eye view seems to change from stranger to competition in a matter of seconds, I know how to accept others and yet I don’t know how to accept without anything good or bad being reason enough to change my self thoughts. I just want it to bounce around or maybe I want it to push through the tightest of jeans. You would think I had a thing for women the way I’m looking at them, so scared of how things will change for me when they are facing back side and I have to look to see, insecure and trying to heal me…