A steroid loving oddball came over to the apartment one day and out of nowhere he approached me and asked what my weight loss goal was. I was a little offended that he just walked up to me suddenly and asked that question. I told him I didn’t have one. He looked terrified and said that I needed one. I could’ve punched him but I was happier with what I told him lol. I said that as long as I’m happy and healthy, I’m fine the way I am. A lot of people associate being overweight with bad health, but that’s not always the case. I’m in good health physically and mentally. I have a loving family, man, and friends that adore me the way I am, and with all that, who needs anything else?
Such a beautiful girl :D