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Disappointment

In a group that I got added into in Facebook, I saw a girl post a picture of someone in a bikini, and she was pretending that she was the girl in that picture. She added with the caption that girls should show their "clivange" (supposed to be cleavage) on their pictures and the most liked picture will be the "meuse" (muse) of the group.

I got disappointed by a lot of things. 

First of all, the spelling. I checked the comments and there were boys who got turned on by picture and for me that was wrong. She was selling her body just to get likes and Facebook friends. 
There was this one comment that caught my eye. The person said "Go to school first before showing up your body like that. Motherf*****" 

He was right. Although he could stop cussing. But still, showing your cleavage just to become muse? What the heck. Is that what society is turning out to be? If we are aiming for the better future, then making those kinds of posts isn't helping AT ALL. 

No girl will be called a "lady" with that kind of thinking. 

Ladies, if we want to get noticed, then get noticed by your skill. Get noticed by your personality. Don't get noticed just because of your body, because that's just wrong. You are selling yourself to people just by doing that. 

If you can sing, then sing. If you can dance, then dance. If you're into sports, then why not? There are a lot of things that can help you get noticed.

If you show your cleavage to the whole world, what comment are you expecting? Nice hair? No.

Show the world that women are not toys for sex. Show that woman have dignity in themselves and that can never be wavered.

If you don't want to be disrespected, then don't do the things that will lead you to be the laughing stock of the society. Don't be someone to be drooled on just because of your body.

Yes, you can wear short skirts or spaghetti straps, but make sure that people won't misunderstand the idea. 

It's actually all up to you.

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