Self-love – Page 2 – Mary's One Hundred

167: because jeans aren’t the enemy (or, pt. 2)

Raise your hand if you’ve ever cried in front of a floor-length dressing room mirror after trying on your twelfth pair of jeans that didn’t fit.

You really should buy pants in the right goddam size, because I’m sick of looking at you.

There isn’t some life-altering lesson hidden in every experience; sometimes, you’re just sad.

Calm the fuck down; it doesn’t make you weak, either.

You don’t deserve whatever trauma happened to you.

Holy shit, fuckers. So many people are surprising themselves lately. They’re taking leaps, shaking shit up, going fucking rogue.

And I am following their lead.

Don’t worry, you don’t have to go back.

The rant continues: Why the fuck does nobody care what I think about my body?

I shouldn’t have to say this. Like, I really shouldn’t have to say this.

But apparently people don’t know.

Go ahead, roll your eyes. But your body is incredible—just not for the reasons you think.