Too Fat To Be Loved Novels & Stories

She asked, surprised. Those 4 words, I don't love you, she didn't know what to feel, betrayed, heartbreak. "I don't love you, shall I repeat slowly?" He glanced at Victoria who smirked. "But why? Why you don't love me you asshole?!" She yelled. "Did you think I will love a girl who is fat and ugly?" He snorted and Victoria laughed. She was fat. She was ugly. She does have some fat on her thighs but she wasn't that fat, she felt like she had a normal weight, everyone opinion about was true, she was fat and ugly.

"See! Love do you want to go the doctor? I'll call him right now. This is not good love. You are not eating enough. You don't think I did not notice that you are decreasing your food intake for the past 3 days?" "Gideon there is nothing wrong. I - I just ..nevermind." "No. Tell me love what is bothering you." "Mybellyisstickingout.Iamfat." I mumbled. "Pardon? What did you just say?" I repeated what I said. "My belly is sticking out. I am fat."

"Seriously?" He frowns deeply. "Apologies can work wonders! They can diffuse tense situations, mend relationships... it's not just some motivational crap!" He sounds exasperated, and I know he's dealing with his own drama. My best friend's love life is complicated, to say the least - he's juggling two men, and that's a recipe for drama. Luciano sits down beside me. "Do you think erasing yourself from his life completely would be better for both of you?"

“He's putting on his shirt. '' Why are you scared? What are you doing wrong, huh? I'm still confused. “I'm not doing anything wrong, love, I just freaked out with you walking into the room like that. Sigh. '' I am fat? He blinks several times. '' I think you are pretty. Snort with it. “I asked if I'm fat, not beautiful. You think I'm fat and you don't want to tell me? I ask, feeling my eyes water. '' What? That's it, love, I think you're wonderful. I didn't fall in love with your body, but with your character. I love you and, no, you're not fat. I stare at him like I'm looking for a lie, but I know he's telling the truth. '' Serious? “Yes, love, we love you just the way you are, I hope you r

She sighed then took a good look at me, she eyes me from up to down, "But… I can't say the same for you. I mean you could be the perfect woman as well. I see great potential but you'll have to lose a lot of weight first." "I'm sorry but I have no interest in losing any weight. I love the way I am." I refused and a frown appeared on her face. "Of course, no one is saying not to love yourself but you still have to make the brother love you don't you? You think they'll continue showering with love when you're fat and can't even walk?" "I was their girlfriend before you, don't you forget. I was with them for years, I gave them my all but they got tired of me and kicked me out of the castle. Do y

I just couldn't afford returning home without a job. "Well welcome aboard!" He exclaimed and slipped my file in his drawer close by. With a wry smile, I stood up and thanked him. I was to return the next day. I felt like screaming for joy, or let me say pain. Teaching was the worst job ever for me. It was my second list after detective. I wondered why I hated working, but I just had to right, this is the 21st century, and we've got to struggle to survive but to me, this wasn't what I wanted. As I cat walked, I came across a grocery shop and I hopped in. I was going to sponsor today's meal with those horrible neighbors because I got the job. They more like agents fixing people with works and

I might have acted as a tough cookie through out the day but what I really wanted was to lean on someone's shoulder and cry , but I couldn't because no one liked listening to a fat girl's trouble , even if they did , the moment they had their back turned on me , they will only say the same damn thing 'if it bothers her so much , why don't she stick to her diet ' I know that I had people in my life who genuinely loved and cared about me but how can I burden them with my troubles ? How can I ask them to love me when I couldn't bring myself to love me just as I'm ? If I wanted others to truly love me and accept me , I had to accept myself first.

“You're not allowed to eat anything till tomorrow's evening, you stupid glutton.” “You are so ugly, don't tell anyone I'm your mother.” “Where did you get this stupid figure from? You don't resemble me at all.” “You want love? Why don't you try getting five sizes smaller first.” “You ugly fat thing, when a pretty woman slaps you, you apologize first. Why? Because she's better than you.” “You really thought I would love a fat girl like you? I just used you to get closer to your friend. Get over yourself.”

Only fools are lured by love, while I know what I need fitting. It is not love that I need, but power. I want my life to be in a good position and have ease and power. Love will only make things more complicated, and I am not someone who will make love the foundation of my life. More than that, I don't need it. Let's be realistic. The existence of love is just a burden. There's nothing fun about being in love, but rather the self-torture of wanting more and obsessing over something that doesn't even deserve to be obsessed over. Love is too trivial but too troublesome.

I kissed her hair and told her in a cooing tone, “Bear.. Stop saying heavy, fat and all. Again, I'm saying that you are not fat. You are just looking chubby. You are my pillow to hug tightly. You are not weighing that much like you think. You are not understanding how happy I'm now. Now I'm feeling like I'm in paradise by hugging you likes this. Please understand bear, my happiness lies in you. You have to be happy if I want to be happy. Okay.. “