روايات وقصص ضمن You Re So Fat

Trying to change her mood and distract her from the downpour outside, “What? We're not using the window?” A small smile pulls up on her face. “I wouldn't be able to. I'm too fat.” A primitive type of anger fills me on hearing that. She’s not fat, not nearly as fat as the plump women I come across everyday. And when did fat become something to associate with ugliness? “Who told you that?” “My—” She pauses when she's about to give me a name. “No one. Forget about it. It doesn't matter.”

"Maybe if you weren't so damn fat and lazy." I kept cleaning. "Maybe if you spent less time stuffing your face with stupid books, then you might look prettier and find a man who finds you attractive." There it was. The familiar jab. The one he'd been making for years. I felt it. Of course I did. But pain loses its sharpness after enough repetitions. Eventually, it becomes background noise, like traffic, rain, or heartbreak. I tossed the final paper towel into the trash. Richard laughed. The sound was ugly.

As Tess looked in the mirror she was met with a round face, chubby cheeks, and dark circles that had formed from years of sleep deprivation under her eyes. Her hair was a tangled unruly mess of dark brown curls framing her face and resting just under her shoulders. Not to long, not to short of a length, her eyes looked more green today the hazel had a tint of red dirt brown along the black ring and green in the inner part. Depending on the light and her clothes her eyes would change from green to a light brown. She stood at 5’11 which has always been considered tall for a girl and weighed a whopping 363lbs. Most people guessed she was around 250lbs as she still had an hour glass figure and c

"No. I'm not saying you're fat." She crossed her arms. "Then what are you saying, Zue?" "Umm. Let's say you are chubby." "Chubby? That's still the same as saying I'm fat." "Well, you are fat then." "Zuerien?!" "What?" "I'm not fat." "Of course you are. You won't stop eating too much, you know." "What?" "Yeah. You eat too much." She pouted like a baby and all he did was smile.

KEVAH'S POV JULY 9TH, 2016 Let me tell you something about myself; I am fat, there I said it. I am a 300lbs, dark skin beauty. You don't have to remind me; you don't have to gawk at my huge ass or frown at my Pudge. It's just not nice. I know I'm motherfucking big, and guess what? I don't motherfucking care what a motherfucker has to say about me.

"Baby, you've gained a lot of weight recently. Mommy can't even hold you?" "My baby is not fat? My name is cute. Don't you think it feels good to hold my baby?" With this, the little fellow blinked her big eyes, and her little face was so cute. "You eat so many snacks every day. It's hard not to be fat." Before Adeline could speak, Zi Yao, who was standing by the side, threw a time bomb at Adeline, which instantly blew up Ziling, who was in Adeline's arms. "Lu Ziming, I'll tell you again. I'm not fat. I'm so cute!"

"What are you looking at? You are already so fat and still dare to eat so much. Don't you look at your own appearance?" Hearing these words, Essa looked down at herself. She was in good shape! It was true that she was not slender, but she was not fat at all. Charlotte was close to him and said with a smile, "Uncle Jazz, isn't the lunch quite delicious?" Jazz glared at her. Essa said sarcastically, "If you want to eat the lunch, just say it. You don’t have to be so mean. You think I'm fat, that's because you haven't seen a fat woman. Besides, which part of my body is fat?"

“Couldn’t you find anything… bigger?” He glances at me. “Most souls who come here are usually fit.” Wow. His words stun me. For a moment, I'm unable to form any words. From calling me weak for having feelings to saying I have zero sex appeal, and now, he basically just called me fat. I’m not fat. I barely even had enough flesh on my bones when I was alive. “Well, sorry I’m not skinny enough,” I mutter, a bit hurt. Okay, fine. I’m a lot hurt.

“You are out of shape..” “Hey!” I say snatching my hand from his grasp. “Are you implying that I’m fat?” “No Sum I’m not calling you fat.. I’m saying your not active..” “I am very active thank you very much..” I talk back. I’m not.. Definitely not. “Oh yeah..” He says sarcastically. “I’m trying to recall when that happened..” “Okay rude..” I say before changing the subject. “I just wanted to give you today’s homework you missed.”

"You're out of shape, you need it." I gave her a deadpan look. "Are you calling me fat?" She cackled, she freaking cackled like a maniac. I huffed at her and faced the stupid treadmill that was currently the bane of my existence. "You can't be fat, Jas, even if you survive on takeouts for the rest of your life and not work out, I'm pretty sure you'd still be the way you are." I wrinkled my nose and frowned at her. "You're calling me skinny then."