Sometimes.
Sometimes I hate the way my tummy pools out at the top of my jeans.
Sometimes I hate that I feel such hard hatred towards myself.
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to color code my m&m's and put them into 3's
Sometimes I hate when I have anxiety attacks
Sometimes I hate when I feel nothing but worthless.
But then, then there are those other times when
Sometimes I love the way I make funny faces when I'm bored
Sometimes I love the way I can play with the fat of my tummy
Sometimes I love when I can draw even with my shaky hands
Sometimes I love the way I can be the bubbliest person in a room
Sometimes I love the way my voice sounds when it's singing my favorite song
And you will notice these things as well as I have the longer we date
And I hope, I hope you don't stop loving me.
I hope you love every curve of my body more than I do,
I hope you love the way I make weird faces when I'm bored
And I hope that you understand when I have my sometimes moments that its not your fault
and sometimes you can't do anything about it, I hope you hold me when I'm sad,
and watch Disney movies with me when rans or snows,
I hope we can still act like children together even when we're old.
I mostly hope you still love me when I'm sad
and don't want to do anything but get rid of this body.
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