Guys tend to measure their confidence by the size of their dicks, that’s their bravado
Then there are girls who acknowledges sexiness and integrity by the size of their stilettos.

It’s sad to think that respect and honor isn’t proven by the strength and posture of a hardworking spine nor the uplifting nature of our chins but rather based upon the selfish amounts of materialistic things.

Now as a gay man I can tell you size does not matter. You can be an asshole with a 10 inch dick and you’ll still make me sick. Also as a gay man that wears size nine women’s shoes I can tell you that the height of your stiletto might make you feel tall and overbearing but it’s the conviction of your feet and alignment of your backbone that endures the brutality of sexism.

We all have something to prove. But we don’t always remember that we also have something to lose. Not money or honeys but rather life and honor. We fight and we fight to prove to everyone and especially ourselves that we won’t be put in a corner.

So if we are all fighting for the same purpose, why is it that we must always one up each other? Aren’t we all supposedly brothers? Friendly competition leads to great new innovations but when the nastiness of jealousy and spite are in play, we end up losing and sight that ruins everyone’s day.

I propose that we all stop for a second. Maybe a day or a weekend. Take sometime to enjoy our lives without the incessant need to “survive”. Again, live doesn’t just survive. Let’s take off our masks, our shoes, and let down our shiny hair dos. And maybe for some this will be the first, but let’s be honest. Lets shed all our hunger for more more more so that as a species we can progress.