How to love a fat person.
Your Fat Friend

Yes, that was me. “Such a pretty face…” but they never finished that sentence although I knew what they meant. The worse part for me was the “booty calls” after the bars were closed. The guys didn’t want their friends to see them with the fat chick. And the “I love yous” that inevitably meant I love you but I don’t want anybody else to know it. I’ve chosen now to go the celibate route… going on three years… because I want someone to want me every day, all day because I’m worth it. Thank you for this great article!

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