i'm sick of everyone being so concerned about weight, i even got into it and had an eating disorder (which is a really terrible idea i lost all my friends, i was suicidal, depressed, guilt ridden, and other horrible things that i might tell you about someday. i voluntarily starved myself when food was readily available to me because i wanted people to like me and i wanted to be beautiful and i wanted more friends and to be popular yeah i know i regret it everyday. but there are people all over the world who struggle to get food, who to them food is what it's meant to be- to keep them alive. when did being thin become such a big deal? i mean i guess it's always been an ideal but was it always this bad? and designers won't make models gain weight because if their clothes suck it doesn't matter because half the people there are betting on which one will need an ambulance first! it's just annoying and frustrating growing up in this society because you can't just say "oh i'll fight against this and not care about my weight' because who else will do it with you? and if no one then, who really chooses to be lonely? i doubt loners even feel lonely.
