No matter how much I try I’m never skinny enough. My thighs are big, I have slight stomach n big boobs. I know i can never get right of thighs n boobs. But once I start excepting my body n working out just so I’m happy with myself as a person. My mom always tell me “my body is too big, my thighs are too big, my boobs are too big” I’m know I’m not perfect but I’ve been battling my depression n bulimia for years. Everytime I feel better like I’m truely can be myself again. Someone (my mom) always comes around ruin what process I’ve made to get better n be more happy with myself. I know I’m 15, I weight about 180 but that’s how my body is. My mom seems to forget that I weight much less than her in high school, and is more active too. Cuz I do basketball all year around n I workout n run a lot more than ppl think. I try to better myself. When she’s not home I’m usual working out for hours at times or on a run through my town to just get away. So what I’m big, I’ll always be a bigger girl and I want to learn to love myself for it. That’s all without everyone’s fucking opinions telling me what I should look like. I’m sorry that I don’t look like a toothpick or every other girl, I’m different I stand out, it makes me unique to others. Like a new kind of candy or drink or anything.
OMG Taylor yes tell me more about this first novel aka I'm ready to obsess about your ocs some more