Don’t hate me ‘cos I’m beautiful

When your face breaks open to someone, smiling, or to just be, just feel, you have beauty on your side, more so than if you are sneering at another woman.

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The beautiful ones always smash the pictures

When he told me that “the beautiful ones always smashed the pictures, always, every time,” I knew that someone understood — I was a beautiful one, simple me.

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My wobbly, ‘imperfect’ body is doing her best for me

My body’s a lot fleshier now, a little dimpled and wobbly in places. In exchange for all she’s done for me this is nothing to be sad for.

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The “worst possible” type of boobs

There was a point I decided I would just embrace the flat-chestedness.

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What body shape are you?

I’ll eat whatever the damn hell I want and dress however I feel like. Even if it makes me look like a lemon. Heck, maybe because it makes me look like a lemon. Thank you.

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