Истории Bodylove

You're feeling insecure about your chubby body and Danny comes to your house to reassure you but he's also a British gentlemen from the 1800's. Basically this story is for all our chubby people who are feeling insecure about themselves, and our amazing Danny Phantom comes to save the day as the British gentleman that he is and comforts you. I sincerely apologise if I offend anyone in this fanfic, I try to use my own experiences as being a bigger person to not assume things about body insecurity, but I do, I'm sorry. I'm also sorry if I creep out Danny in any way because that is not my intent, anyways have fun with this fanfic!

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27 year old Jade never had time for anyone or anything. Her rigorous workout routine mixed with her illness did not allow her to make time for many people. So when Jade agreed to go to a new years eve party, Jade's friend, Ivy, was shocked. Who would've known there would be a fatal event causing her to meet a nice, laid-back doctor.

I'm proud in my own skin, I don't need anyone who is not secured about how they look to tell me how I should look like. I'm big boned and I love it

Well hello all you beautiful human beings. I want to lose weight and to stay motivated and don't just to sit on my lazy *** I'm going to write everything down here. And please don't just lose weight because society says so. When you're confident in your body everything is good and stay how you are. Than everybody is beautiful in there own way. (sorry for the bad English)

"Why do bad things happen to us...good girls?!" that's the nagging question 23 year old Rachel Green wants to know. Life had always been good for Rachel. Having been one of the popular kids did have its benefits...that is until senior year ends and "life" really turns out to be a lot more than prom dresses, parties and boys. Tired of wasting her time and struggling to find out what she's destined to do, she moves to the Big Apple for a change.The city where, she's heard, most dreams come true. Just when she's about to lose all hope, a chance encounter ends up giving her the opportunity of a lifetime...To work for one of the World's Best Fashion/Life Magazines...Reflection!!. All she has to do is pretend to be somebody she's not.Easy Right?! With a group of friends she's never met, an imaginary boyfriend, an incredibly irritating yet impossibly attractive boss and an identity to cover, Rachel embarks on a crazy Journey, where she discovers the true values of Life, Friendship, Family and maybe...even Love?. (Recently started)

About the humiliation,depression and embarrassment face by fat people.

Project Self Love is a campaign dedicated to all the stories that show how incredibly important it is to love yourself. Join us to teach the world some self love.

how to love your body :)

Not really but you should love yourself man you're great no matter who you are and I love you

Not a story but a poem

This is just a lot of quick writes <3 please do not copy my work.that is all I ask.😊 and PLEASE VOTE!or comment if I did something wrong hey! Even comment or tell me how you day,or night was! I hope have a good day or night lovelies!<3

These short poem-stories are a woman's love letters to her Mind, Body, and Spirit. (Book Cover Credits- Jules Clutter)

My mind is my biggest enemy. Like a snake consuming a mouse. I am swallowed by my own thoughts. My head a battleground, where things take way too long to digest. Although ironically enough they never seem to stay down. I throw them up often, regurgitating the past dark places of where my broken dreams lie. That's the thing with depression, it never really goes away. Some medications dilute it, they water it down, but only for so long. Then it's back, knocking on the inside of your darkest doors, down the deepest hallways in your mind. Taunting you. You see, my depression dims the brightest lights on every ounce of happy I've got left. I've seen it put out the fire in me way too many times. But when is enough, really enough? When will happy, be a regular occurrence for me? A natural feeling, not one forced like the fake smile I wear in every family photo. I just don't know anymore.