FAT really IS awesome.

Lately, every time I use the word “fat” I feel empowered. I never thought that would happen, like EVER.

It’s become kind of like saying FUCK. I know I’m not supposed to say it. I look over my shoulder for a Catholic school nun every time it slips.

But it rolls off my tongue so eloquently.



I can finally take this tight ass girdle OFF and let fat just be.

I can just breathe.

I don’t have to shield it. I don’t have to dress it in black. I don’t have to pretend it doesn’t exist.

It’s hard, well not really. It’s really soft and squishy.

It’s bold.

It’s pretty brilliant.

It’s like donuts dipped in cream.

It’s so yummy.

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