" Stop acting
so fucking wounded.
The only person
that can pick you up,
push back your shoulders,
wipe the tears,
mend the broken bones
and get you out of your slump
is you.
Now go and live,
there is so much to be
happy about. "
Anonymous:  Why not care about the scale? Aren't you trying to lose weight?


Think about it.

Are you trying to see a certain number on the scale?

Or are you trying to look a certain way?

Who gives a fuck about the scale. Yes, it’s a tool to measure progress. But it literally just measures your weight, the pull of gravity on your body.

If you went to the moon right now, stepped on the scale, and saw that you weighed nothing, would you be happy?

No, you wouldn’t. Because you would still look the same. Using the scale is fine, but taking pictures every month has always been the most rewarding way for me to track progress!

" Is it selfish to say I want you the whole fucking time? I want you in my head. I want you in my bed. I want your hands all over my thighs. Give me your tightest grip. I want to exhale all of my loneliness and sadness to you. I want to breathe you in. I want you. I want you and I want you to want me too. "