For my entire life I’ve hated my body. I dated a man for 3 years and was STILL uncomfortable being unclothed in front of him. I’ve been called fat so. many. times. I’ve been sexually abused. I’ve had my family tell me how I’d be so much prettier if I were skinny. And that’s all just the tip of the iceberg.
But recently something changed; I decided that I didn’t care about anyone’s opinion of my body. I lost 50 pounds. I started dressing how I wanted to. And guess what; I don’t give A SINGLE FUCK if you think I’m conceited. I fucking love myself, I think I look fabulous, and I really just do not fucking care if anyone thinks I’m conceited. I love myself and I think that everyone else should too.
Oh my god just fuck off immediately because I’m going to be serving up conceited self love 5evr and I don’t care who has a problem with that.