As much as I want to be body positive and love how I and other fat people look, all I can do is come up with pitiful lies that I say as compliments. I wish I could be genuine when I call them beautiful but all I see in their body is my self loathing. My self hatred is the ugliness that I project on to them.
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night time poetry
Poetry*Poetry and quotes I come up with when I'm supposed to be asleep* Most are quite short so the last chapter will be all of them combined They will get better and most will be triggering I will update occasionally but I'm marking as complete Please v...
