There’s no explanation for my absence other than avoiding seeing someone I love admire another. In that time I’ve been learning to love and accept myself, and it’s been one of the most surprisingly difficult yet interesting processes. So giving into my lust for lingerie and Torrid, I now present my love. My body. Myself. This is what 259 lbs looks like once you let go of other’s definition of beauty. Inspired by @nicegirlscomelast
Thick thighs, thick girl. I need to fill in my empty spaces with some art. But finally posting this cause I was controlled for so long by my anxieties, and I think I’m pretty hot now. For a thicker girl. Slay.