For the longest time I have been insecure about my body and basically every feature about myself. Ever since 1st grade, I was not happy with my body. A few years ago, I was teased on my weight and called a “fat cow” behind my back. This resulted in me starving myself.
Do you know what I desperately want to tell those people?
FUCK YOU. I AM BEAUTIFUL.
I have recovered from my eating disorder. I have recovered from my self harm. I have become happier. I no longer have suicidal thoughts.
IT DOES GET BETTER. LIVE FOR THE DAY YOU WILL FINALLY BE HAPPY. BECAUSE IT WILL COME, AND YOU HAVE TO BE ALIVE TO SEE IT.
Be weird, be yourself, don’t take shit from anybody, don’t think you are any less important because you don’t meet someone’s definition of “beautiful.” Because someone out there, whether you’ve met them yet or not, knows you are beautiful. Wait for the moment you find them.
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