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Feeling Good|Curvy (DISCONTINUED)

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Everyday for the past 23 years I've felt like a waste of space. Not only did people make me feel inferior but it was me that caused the most damage. With all the name calling and ridiculing, I stood by myself. Loathing and hating myself for not being what society wanted me to be. 'What's wrong with you!' 'Why are you so gross!' I'd scream to myself. 

It will be my mission to love myself and feel good about me. 

"Tomorrow is a new day."All Rights Reserved

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Petty SideChick : Curvaceous Woman by kiruhime

Beautiful is weighing under 130lbs. Attractive is having the perfect hour glass figure. jealousy is watching your 128lbs best friend cries about being fat while your sitting on your couch eating chips adding to the fact that your already weighing over 170lbs I should slap her. I should slap her for talking shit, I should slap her for being inconsiderate of the actual fat girl sitting in this room. "I am so ugly!" she cried while studying her perfect hour glass figure in the full length glass. No, I am. I huffed passing by her to grab my self a soda from the kitchen. "I have zero time to put up with your drama today" I honestly told her. While sulking in my own emotions. ~ Kameala face a struggle of low self-esteem, self loath and seasonal depression due to her weight. She wasn't lucky enough like other curvy girls to live a normal teenage life, instead she was torn, broken and ripped to pieces before she entered adulthood. Now kameala is a grown adult who still can't move on or grew up from her past but when circumstances and faith gave kameala another chance she tries to change her pitiful life. Like a Phoenix kameala soar just when everyone and everything gave up on her. She soar above her self and her circumstances. ~ "You're not fat. You're a curvaceous woman" His hot breath send tingles down my spine and his lips that was lightly grazing the tip of my ears erupted a contagious wave of goose bumps on my skin. "Curvaceous" I mumbled, I like that. A wattpad novel. Chapter 1-5 edited 12/23/2019

The Weight Of Expectations by Hopemona2020

In this raw and unflinching memoir, I share my deeply personal struggle to find acceptance and belonging in a society that often seeks to marginalize and shame those who don't fit the mold. With unapologetic honesty, I recount my experiences growing up fat in a thin-obsessed world, navigating the complexities of body image, self-worth, and identity. From the painful sting of bullying and fat-shaming to the liberating power of self-love and acceptance, I take readers on a journey of resilience, self-discovery, and ultimately, triumph. With humor, vulnerability, and fierce determination, I challenge societal norms and confront the harsh realities of living in a body that doesn't conform. This memoir is my story of finding my voice, claiming my space, and learning to love myself in a world that doesn't always love me back. I share my struggles, my fears, and my moments of triumph, in the hopes that my story will inspire others to do the same.

The Handsome three ( COMPLETED) by ceblack

"Hey! She already said she was sorry. What more do you want?!" I screamed loudly in his face. His face turned from angry to shocked. No one had ever yelled at him that way at school before. He narrowed his eyes at me."She ruined a very expensive shirt so she needs to be punished for it," he responded, his green eyes lit with hate and anger. "So?! You probably have a million other shirts just like it. You spoiled rich boys have no respect for others. You think you're better than everyone else. Well, let me tell you, you are the worst of the worst." I said. I couldn't believe what I had just said. I realized I had given myself a death sentence as the words flew out my mouth. Duke was quiet for a few moments then he finally replied. "You better watch what you say girly," he said as he brushed past my shoulder. His two buddies following him from behind. I couldn't believe what I just did. It felt so invigorating. I felt as though I had an adrenalin rush. I knew that this feeling would not last for long though because I just gave the H3 a new target. Me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosette just wanted to have a nice and quiet high school life, however, high school life at Highland High Private school is anything but nice and quiet. Rosette was able to go to this school because she received a scholarship however, the school is run by three rich boys named the H3 (Handsome three). They go around just bullying everybody and anybody who makes them mad. What is worse is when a person is targeted at the school the whole school bully's them as well. One day Rosette decided it was enough and confronted Duke, the leader of the H3. After that, her whole life began to change.

$Burnt Cigarette {Ziam} (boyxboy) by umm_ok$

I made a wrong move... no no no. I made the worst move I could ever make. Why? Was I feeling daring? Did I want a challenge? I don't know what was going through my mind but I knew I wanted you, I wanted your hot impure body to mine and I wanted and still desperately want to know if you love me. I want the smoke you breath to fill my lungs, my heart intoxicated by your every vibrant nature and action. I want to be the one you hold close to your waist, your dark nature diminishing whenever I'm with you, a sly smirk to cause a blush on my cheeks, the same smirk I use to despise on you but for an entirely different reason. But at the moment you are gone, doing god knows what, probably without me on your mind, probably living your life like you use to Happy But me? I am about as dead, lifeless and tired as one of your Burnt Cigarettes

Heavy Heart by Lizmenzie

After my overtime was done I clocked out and went to my locker. I changed out of my work coat and disposed of my hair net. As I left the ladies locker room there was a group of men outside in the lobby of the employee entrance. At the centre of it were my two least favorite co-workers; Brock Hansen and Zack Trulley. They had been in school with me from elementary all the way through grade twelve. We had been in the same class. My entire life, they had made fun of me because I was a bigger girl. Since we were all adults, you would think that childish behavior would be behind us; it wasn't. Brock and Zack both continued to call me the various pet names they had for me like 'the walrus' or 'the blob'. When I was a teenager it used to send me to the bathroom in tears, it would send me over the edge and cause me to want to hurt myself. Since I was older, I didn't let it get to me as much as I used to. I decided I wasn't going to let it tear me down, I was better then they were. I wasn't going to allow bullies to hurt me. As I passed by the group of men, Brock shouted at me, "Hey Walrus, where are you going? Back to the sea?" I rolled my eyes and ignored him. I found that not responding was the best way to deal with them. If I acknowledged their behaviour it only encouraged it. I just kept walking with my head held up high. I didn't care what they thought of me. I was a bigger girl and I wasn't going to allow their words to tear me down.

Brave New Life by BraveNewLife

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Don't let me go(niall horan fanficton ) by Ravi-lavi

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Wildflowers Don't Exist [Completed] by menaceiisociety

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Without A Voice (Based On A True Story) by hhybrid

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