I hate my body.

I hate the way my hips carry so much of my weight.

I hate the way my thighs touch together even if I lift my legs when I sit.

I hate the way my jawline softens when I look down.

I hate the way my stomach pokes out.

I wish I had a new body.

..

everybody desires what somebody else is wishing away.

theres someone out there who wishes they carried their weight on their hips instead of their stomach

there's someone out there who wishes their legs touched when they sat down

there's someone out there who wished their jawline softened when they looked down

there's someone out their who wishes their stomach poked out

your body is not your mind. it's mearly the vessel you live in, it's only temporary. beauty in the soul outweighs what society deems as beauty.

there's someone out there who wants someone who looks and acts just like you.

cherish that.

- by sleepydigital
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