I just feel like there's a lotof stuff you guys don't know.
You know there's a lot of stuffyou guys don't know
and I feel likeif you knew about it,
you'd be a little lessfrustrated with us, you know?
Like, you guys don't knowabout the voices.
No one told youabout that shit, huh?
You think it's badwhen our mouths are moving--
no, that's the best casescenario.
It's when our mouths are shutthat you need to be concerned.
Because that meanswe're ( bleep ) thinking.
That's when allthe problems start.
Because I feel likein this culture
girls are taught to beso self-critical.
We compare ourselves to such animpossible physical ideal
that we're alwaysjudging ourselves.
You know, I'm so insecureat this point
I just have this constantinner monologue
saying the meanest shit to meall the time.
It's just like, "Hey, Whitney,
"your thighs are touching...
"You probably shouldn'thave had that cheese
"last night,you ( bleep ) pig.
"You haven't goneto the gym yet today--
"that's an interesting choice.
"I guess you're justgoing to die alone.
"Even if a man does marry you,you're so loud
he's going to leave youfor an Asian girl."
( GIGGLES )
Just the meanest stuff,constantly.
But I feel like guys don't havethat same insecurity, you know?
I don't think guys areself-critical like that.
I feel like guys' innermonologue is totally different.
I feel like guys'inner monologue is like,
"What's up, bro?"
"Really killing it today,per usual.
"Dude, I don't thinkyou need to shave today--
"that weird black hair growingout of your back looks cool.
"Dude, do notshave your face.
"( Bleep ) your girlfriendand her bloody chin.
"( Bleep ) her!
"Dude, I'm thinkingyou should wear
"those awesomecargo shorts again today.
With socks and sandals."