My name is Becky, I'm 20. Birmingham, UK
I'm fat and BEAUTIFUL, if you don't agree, you don't have to be on my blog. I respect your views, doesn't mean I wish to hear them if you're hating on me.
This blog started to help me appreciate my body. I was in a deep depression due to my weight. Thinking I was disgusting. I started anonymously until I realised that people genuinely thought my body was beautiful. And they're right to think this.
I have now decided to say a big 'Fuck you' to the world and be me. And be happy with that. Which I currently am, of course. My blog will consist of my face, body and mind. My life, things I live and appreciate.
If you're under 18, please unfollow me and get off my blog. Thank you.ASK
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On my break and I went into pak again and by the noodles and this woman asked me how much they was. So I told her and then I went and asked to be sure. Then I told her about cheaper ones above and asked what flavour she wanted and because she was too small she couldn’t reach so I got them.
And sitting outside the jobcentre by the staff door and a woman went past with a marvel bag so I told her how much I liked it and asked where it was from.
And then before going into finances, a woman on the desk next to me asked me what I wanted to do and I stood there for 10 minutes talking to her. And she gave me a number for where her daughter works that are recruiting.
And the guy in finances I’m with, his been talking to me since I went in there about films, music and trying to pronounce everyone’s names. And he found some jobs I can look out.
I can’t believe how well I’m doing.
Me: 3 Anxiety: 633688543678
But I’m catching up with you!
This job is so good for me.
There’s been an update about the guy who was attacked yesterday.
He is alive…which is lucky.
He got stabbed in the chest, back and neck and then his throat got cut. But his alive. He actually survived that.