People who call themselves fat

I understand bad image issues. But it pisses me off. You’re a size 2 and you’re fat? I’m your best friend and I’m literally 10 times bigger than you, I’m done. Honestly, I know you aren’t doing it to make me feel bad or to fish for compliments, but when you start naming off sizes and numbers, I can’t handle it. I’m fat, I know, and until I get off of these meds there’s nothing I can do about it. But, I’ve come to accept my size and not let it bother me, but when you’re talking yourself down, I can’t help but think what everyone thinks of me… And don’t you dare say no guy will ever love you, because ever guy you’re ever wanted to go out with HAS GONE OUT WITH YOU, I don’t mind being single, I embrace it, but I don’t want to hear about it, okay? I hate myself so much already and you’re adding on.

I love you

But really.

Well Hello There

I have been away from Tumblr for two days and I swore I was suffering withdrawal.

Spent the night at a friend’s house where I took the concept of ‘third wheel’ to a whole new level, and then spent the night at another friend’s house. The second friend, well it sucked. It was a working farm and long story short I was not cool with waking up at six. But on the upside she let me pet some baby cows, a goat, a horse, pigs, and I even caught a chicken.

I’m a city-girl living in the country.

It’s nice to be back.

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