So...here I am at sweet 16. Half a lifetime ago in reality. So why am I revisiting old photos? Because I'm pissed. I've been pissed for years. At 16 I was told I was fat. For years I let it wreck my life. Looking back on these photos made me realize that though I wasn't perfect, I also wasn't a freak, or ugly or unlovable. What a fucking waste. So now I use my anger and pissiness to fuel the cause for fat people everywhere. Over a hundred and twenty pounds later, I understand. Beauty is everywhere...even in me. Kiss my wide fat ass if you don't like it.