oh my fuck give meeeeee
"If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself."
why is there an ewok in a grocery store
I’m rarely ever sad these days, which isn’t a surprise considering the people that are in my life make it difficult to ever be less than happy
But sometimes sadness finds me, like that old familiar dark cloud that always lingers just out of eye sight. And you know what? That’s okay. Because I know that it will pass. It’s not a permanent state of mind anymore.
Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
"I need you so much closer"
well think about this: WHY is weighing less so important to you?
WHY does weighing less make you feel better mentally?
could it be because you were taught by society that fatness is equivalent to ugly, lazy, sloppy, and unattractive? could it be because there are so few relatable and positive fat people in the media to represent bodies like yours? could it be because everywhere you look you are told that fat bodies are disgusting, a burden on society, and are to be eradicated?
or because it’s a struggle to find affordable, cheap clothing?
or because you constantly get judged for what you put in your mouth?
or because people continually keep telling you to lose weight because it’s “good for you”?