If you ever told yourself that you’d lose weight by a certain time, and didn’t. If that pair of too small for you jeans are still collecting dust in your closet. If every now and again you cave in and eat that slice of chocolate cake, or box of ice cream. If you see a skinny girl and always think, damn I wish I could be her, or fuck I hate myself. I’m such a lard. If you ever look at your reflection in disappointment, or at the numbers on the scale with sadness, or at your skinny friends with jealousy. You aren’t alone. You can do this. We can do this. We can prove to the world that we did it. We can prove all those non believers wrong. But most importantly we can look in the mirror, and reluctantly admit, yeah I’m beautiful for the first time in a long while.
(Source: , via be-healthy-happy-beautiful-deac)
during a jls concert:
limbering up whilst watching the support act
when the boys come on stage
getting overly excited
banging out those one shot dance moves
when your side wins the “loudest screams” competition
feeling like a don completing the whole eyes wide shut rap
doing the necessary reach out to the boys
when marvin does this..
throwing your hands in that air so hard they might fall off when everybody in love comes on