Dear Body,
I hate you. I hate the way you look. I hate you love handles. I hate how you bulge and make me so fucken fat. Why can't you just go away. I know i have to work to make you dissapear, so i will. I will work hard until you've fully disapeared. I hate you thunder thighs. All you are is fat. Disgusting horrible fat. I want you too be nearly the same size as my calfs. I hate you stretch marks. Your everywhere. On my thighs, ass, hips, boobs. I know your here becasue of how fat i am though. I hate you so fucken much tummy. Your the worst. I hate how you wine and complain when i don't feed you. Or how when i sit everyone can see how fat i actually am because you cause me rolls. Or how you and love handles work together to make me look so much fatter. Your horrible. And its unbearable. So i will make changes.
--Please do not use this material. I have written it myself, and i do not appreciate when people take it. Thankss. <33