I wish I could wear ridiculously hot outfits out, and not be self conscious about how much cellulite or fat I had hanging everywhere! I wish I could roll around on the floor, drunk, with the boy I like touching me without all of my love handles and flobs sticking out. I want to be skinny, and I want to be envied
I want to look like her.
Why does my mom cook such lovely food? Starting to hate it, but love it at the same time.
Ive decided to make this as somewhat of a weight loss blog. I’m tired of my body and the way it makes me feel. This will probably end up as a fail, but at this moment I feel it will help.