Sweetie.

My heart is pure and keen but those things they refuse to see. 
What they see instead is my body and all the things supposedly wrong with it!
Who are you to judge the thickness of my body? Is it not something that I already see?

I dress with pride and dignity despite the weight I carry.


Didn't you know fat girls could look pretty? 

When I walk out I don't care how much your words carry.

Once I leave the comfort of home I'm a changed woman and no one can stop me.

Call me chubby the last time I heard that meant plump and rounded. That doesn't sound bad to me.


Call me chubby, these days it's quite a compliment.

Outer beauty attracts but inner beauty captivates. That I had to learn the hard way. 

Broad hips that's what I like.

Didn't you know fat girls could look sexy?


My confidence scares men away but that's okay I wasn't quite interested anyway. 

If you can't tell, I have a huge sense of humor. 

My fat isn't always attractive but as long as I see its beauty nothing really matters.

For all my fat girls out there, embrace your weight. When you love all of yourself people won't find a weak spot.


Brutal words won't bring you down, just make you stronger and less susceptible to harm.

We're all a work in progress, a masterpiece ready to shine.

I decorate my body with jewelry not to be more appealing but just for accessory. 

Beauty lives within us, the person we are and not our image.


Self-love isn't easy but I'm grateful that I accomplished it. Now I don't care what anyone has to say, my thoughts are the only ones that matter.
Self-love is the best love.


Written by Aja' Allen

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