You were my little baby girl,
And I shared all your fears.
Such joy to hold you in my arms
and kiss away your tears.
But now you’re gone, there’s only pain
and nothing I can do.
(4) And I don’t want to live this life,
If I can’t live for you.
To my beautiful baby girl.
Our love will never die…“ (2).
Sid Vicious
I cut the cake on my baby gender reveal party and the m&m’s are black. “It’s a goth!” we shout in unison. My family is sobbing. Morticia Addams is there,
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
i don’t need food i’m above food
-for all the times i was called fat in school
-for all the times my family wasn’t concerned when i didn’t want to eat and instead encouraged my cutting back on food
-because when i was thin i felt better getting dressed
-when i was thin people paid more attention to me
-because the more you weigh the more people use your weight as ammo to indicate your inferiority
-because my friends make comments calling me ‘thicc’
-because my friends are always talking about their diets or weight
-because people keep telling me it’s a good thing i have ‘curves’
-it hurts when a guy grunts as he goes to pick me up, but when he picks up my <120lb friend he doesn’t make a noise
-i am tired of what i feel when i walk
-i am tired of what i feel when i lay in bed
-i am tired of what i feel when i look at myself
““And she finds it difficult to believe — that a person would love her even when she isn’t trying. Trying to figure out what other people need, trying to be worthy.””— Margaret Atwood
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