darkSpyro

Skinny shaming is the same thing as fat shaming. People get pissed when others make fun of someone for being obese, but for some reason being “too thin” seems to be bad and those people also get criticized because it “gives the wrong message about what little girls should want to be” or it “looks unhealthy and unattractive” or my personal favorite, “real women have curves” (Oh yeah I forgot, I’m not real. I’m actually a blow up doll). It’s like there’s no pleasing anybody.

Being super skinny to the point where you can see someone’s ribs can be unhealthy, yes, but not everyone can control that, and the same goes for obese people, for both guys and girls. We can only control our bodies but so much. Take me for example: I like to eat. A lot. But for some reason I’ll sometimes lose weight. I’m a 5′4″ 20 year old and I only weigh like 114 pounds. So that automatically makes me undesirable or superficial?

And for the people that can control it, instead of criticizing them, maybe you should try to help them. If they’re eating too much or eating too little, there’s obviously some kind of problem and they need help for it. Judging them so harshly will just make things worse.

People need to stop being so judgmental about things that they know nothing about. Bullying is wrong. Period. No matter what the reason might be. And it really sickens me that people are turning into the bullies that they supposedly strive to stop.

If you feel confident about yourself, fine, more power to you. But no one body type is perfect, so stop telling people which one is “better” or which one guys “prefer,” because that does nothing but make people feel bad about themselves, and in this day and age we don’t need that at all. Every body is different, and everybody is beautiful in their own way.

Can you just stop? Why do you feel the need to comment on everything I post or something I'm tagged in? It literally has nothing to do with you, yet you always have to add your two cents and it just ruins everything. Just stop, it's like you're facebook stalking me or something. If you weren't my mom I would probably block you because you're getting on my damn nerves. You just don't know when to ****ing stop.

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I'm tired of not feeling well. And I shouldn't have gone into that people infested cafeteria because now I'm dizzy and nauseous.

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That awkward moment when you end up sitting next to a really cute guy and you try not to stare too much but he's eye candy so you can't help it.

I don't know whether to yell at you or break something or cry. Did you seriously just ****ing say that? Did you ever stop to consider that maybe, just maybe, my problems are actually real? But you're gonna try to blame all of these issues on a "poor diet" or me "cooping myself up in my room?" You don't have a ****ing clue, do you? Just shut up.