Yes I call that fat, I weighed 150 something pounds. People in my family run on the obese side. Its just a thing that we have. My mom is fat and my dad is kinda on the chunky side. Then there is me, who was pretty fat at one point and there is my sister who weighs more than i do but that's because muscle weighs more than fat and she's like straight muscle and then there is my stick of a little brother whom I can't wait to plump up because that little chicken sh*t eats twice his weight in food and doesn't gain a pound.
5'2.5, redheaded and staying that way. I'm pretty easy to get along with. I love to write and read. I have the best boyfriend in the entire world. I love my crazy, cute, fun, sometimes psychotic friends. I sing in my room and use my hairbrush as a microphone. I get told I'm pretty but don't believe it. I laugh at my own jokes.
Not much else to say. I am me. the one and only me.
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You call that fat? I really need to show you an old picture of me.
Yes I call that fat, I weighed 150 something pounds. People in my family run on the obese side. Its just a thing that we have. My mom is fat and my dad is kinda on the chunky side. Then there is me, who was pretty fat at one point and there is my sister who weighs more than i do but that's because muscle weighs more than fat and she's like straight muscle and then there is my stick of a little brother whom I can't wait to plump up because that little chicken sh*t eats twice his weight in food and doesn't gain a pound.
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