Down The Aisle!

Wed, 09/01/2021 - 23:54 -- Wired6

OK.I'm Fat. But I can't help that. I don't have problems with food. Merely my moods regarding food. I was dress size ten, Long,long ago, But for some reason I began 2 explode. 2 be honest, I don't think I'm Fat. I have a beautiful hourglass shape.Very sharp. OMG! Look at that cake.. Excuse the saliva running. The 100 metre race. Down my face. (Come on.Cut it out. Cut it out .Cut it out). You're so lazy and disgusting. (That's true?) At least that's what my boyfriend And society, Of me, taken a view. I hate my stretch marks On my skin. I used 2 be thin. I used 2 be thin. I'm hanging on2 thin. I wanna fit in 2 size ten clothes,again.So get lost you know-it-alls. Saying acceptance Starts Within.So why so many women,like me,  wanna Be Thin?

(c)31/08//2021. Wired6.

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