Mirror, mirror on the wall…. Skinny vs not-so-skinny
Mirrors are more of my enemy rather than my best friend. I honestly hate the way I look and get disgusted everytime i look in one. Compare a skinny girl to a not-so-skinny girl… Yeaah one is smaller than the other. But, theres so much more to it than that. If i were “skinny” rather than “not-so-skinny” i would do so much more things. I would be able to go to stores and buy whatever clothes i want without trying it on cause i’ll KNOW it’ll look good &&& fit. I hate shopping cause i can never find the perfect size. If it fits my waist, no way it fits my thighs; vice versa. It looks like it can fit but once i try it on, it does nothing but dissapoints me. I would be able to go to the beach or pool and actually swim without being so self-contious. I would be able to eat whatever i want and call myself or let others call me a “fatass” without actually looking like one. I wouldnt be so shame about showing my arms or wearing a certain length of shorts. I wouldnt care about what angle people take pictures in, or if its a full body one or not. I wouldnt care about what faces to make or how to smile cause i know i wouldnt look retarted. I wouldnt feel so awkward if i am with a guy an hes holding me cause i dont want him to feel my body. And maybe, just maybe, guys would notice me more and actually think im pretty instead of a close friend or “that pretty girls friend”.
