coming out of the closet? no. i’m coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just fine gotta gotta be down because i want it all
I don’t need you to wake me up, yelling for me to exercise. I don’t need you to tell me your bullshit health advice that helped you, especially not when you contradict yourself by saying “every body is different”. I don’t need your drugs to help boost my weight loss. I don’t need your words that “no boy will like you if you’re fat”. I don’t need to tell you my weight every day. I don’t need your body policing.
Saying “Come over” to someone who lives 1734739 miles away from you