okay, so you (my huge amount of people who read this which comes to all of about one) are probably sick of reading these, but this is another fat blog. i need to get this kind of stuff out, i need to write it up here. so, if it makes you uncomfortable, don't read it.
but actually, it's a happy fat blog. admittedly, i stuffed my face with loads and loads of junk today, but i've been doing that every day, and i'm still managing to lose weight. fifty-nine kilos baby! which means i have a bmi of 19.27, which means i only have another two kilos to go until i'm under 19, and once i get to 55 kgs i'll officially be too thin to be a model. that is my ultimate goal. support me in it, okay?
cause seriously. it doesn't matter what else you do in life, if i'm thin, i win.
hah. i sound like such a pro-ana. but i'm seriously not, okay? i don't want an eating disorder, because i know that they are hell to go through, and seriously screw with your system. i don't want other people to get eating disorders. eating disorders are about control, and a diet is about losing weight.
i dont have either of those. what i want is a new way of life.
i want, when people call me fat, to know that they are joking. beyond a doubt.
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You think you're the 'fat' one of the group. But at 59 kilograms, you're not Ally. You weren't even fat to start off with. Anyone who can get away with what you wore for the drama production when you were the belly dancer, and have a gorgeous figure where you DON'T look fat in the slightest means you never actually looked fat to start off with.
But everyone sees their own body differently. I understand that completely. But being thin doesn't mean being happy, even if you think it does.
me xx
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