I’m fat — but that doesn’t make me desperate for sex or your attention

I've been a good size 20 for a while now, and I've considered myself a fatty for as long as I can remember.

Thanks to the creation of Tinder, Instagram and every other social platform we use to pass judgement, it's become even more pronounced that women sporting a gut with stretch marks have something to feel "bad" about. The "No Fat Chicks" joke (is it a joke?) amongst dudes has extended online, past the touristy t-shirt shops in every major city.

But there's this continuous misconception by ignorant-ass hoez — by which I mean both men and women — that thicker gals need to be more humble and grateful when a guy is trying to get at them because we're considered the "untouchables" of American society. Because we should feel luuucky to get this kind of attention, right?

People assume women whose sizes range in the higher numbers have to settle when it comes to dating and love. Yes, the world is shallow as fuck, and plus-size girls do understand this concept well as we, sometimes, fear dating and potential rejection, too.

For us girls who shop plus, we're not willing to jump into the sack with just any loser who may or may not judge us when we slip off the first piece of clothing. But this general idea that we're desperate, settling for less and not getting thoroughly fucked is a complete myth.

I'm no hoe — and if I was, you can suck it — but as a size 20-22 (in stretchy jeans), I've had my fair share of sexcapades and I can attest to the fact that fat pussy can be the best pussy.

Once, after interviewing with a job, I was all smiles and perks until some asshole felt like harrassing me in the street. I simply told him to fuck off. You can imagine how well that dialog went over with him. "Fat bitch", "fuck you", and "I didn't want you anyways" flew left and right, but his misogynistic disrespect would never equate to me (nor any other curvalicious cutie) getting on my knees to please some ugly-ass who thinks I should be "grateful."

It's always going to be a challenge for us big girls to weed out the cunts between Fuckboy Avenue and West Shit Street because unfortunately, this shallow society only puts thinner, fitter women on a pedestal as the representatives of womanhood.

I find it to be a load of horse shit when men overlook beautiful natural bods. Having this type of attraction hierarchy is exactly why so many kids and teens experience suicidal thoughts, low self-esteem and online bullying.

Even at the beginning of high school, I'd gotten into a catty argument with one of the girls from my freshman year (who I thought was my friend), and she sent one of her guy friends to do all of the insulting for her. Such a pussy, right?

However, puberty seriously kicked in, my curves became more well-defined, and I went from fat chick to thick chick. I couldn't help but giggle when the same dickwads who didn't acknowledge my prepubescent gorgeousness back in my mustache days are now trying to slide into my DMs (and this bomb-ass pussy).

Looking back, I realized I was one of the fat girls that believed I had to change my appearance in order to be a man's desire — but that bullshit was back in 2010. And since then, I've been declining DM requests, shutting down sexual harassers, and getting laid by the hot dudes who love my fat stretch mark-ridden ass.

@aribines