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fat

large, and in charge as I'd like to put it.

chunky, pudgy, fat, plump

however you'd like to say it, however

it is none of your **** business.

 

I am not a number on a scale

or a mile that I haven't run

I am not the size of my waist

or the "excuses" that have lead me to "let myself go"

 

But I, am human.

Say what you will

but I love myself.

blonde hair, blue eyes

a sense of humor that can't me measured with something so feeble as  measuring tape.

A love of life that will not be put to rest just because I may need to take a rest every so often.

 

How do you measure happiness?

not on a scale

or with inches

pounds or calories that seem to sneak up on you in the middle of the night and make your pants a bit too snug

 

we judge people for judging people because judging people is wrong

we blame society for our corrupt nature,

but we are society.

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Canadian
Published
Jun 16, 2014
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Notes

super super personal but I needed to get it off of my chest.

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#love#beauty#selflove#fat#loveyourself
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