In my eyes, I see
myself..
50 pounds lighter. Yes, in reality I wish that those 50
pounds really weren't there. But they are, and I have to work
with the body I was given until I have the power to change it.
No, I'm not completely happy with it, but I'm working on
it. When I think of myself, I think I'm sexy, and confident,
and I think I'm pretty
I'm not going to change myself for someone, I'm going to
change for myself
No guy deserves me at my lowest weight, if they can't love me
at my highest.
♥
Am I really going to read into that smile again? The flirty conversation? The compliments?
Nope, I'm going to
ignore it
We've
been down this road before, I know where it leads. This is not
happening again. I'm not going to obsess. I'm not going
to analyze every word you say to me. Nope, never again will I
spend every waking moment wondering if you're thinking about
me
...
here we go again