It’s crazy looking back at my Tumblr. I was a teen when I first got it and now I’m in my mid 20′s. I’m rereading all my rants and I was so mad at the world and so hard on myself. But looking at all of them, I’m so happy that that’s not me anymore. I hated myself for being “fat”, I hated being around family and not having friends and I definitely hated being heartbroken. Now I’ve learned to take care of my body and love my body for how it looks because it was made just for me. I’ve learned to get along with my family and have seen who they really are and I’ve made friends and kept the connections. As for the heart broken part, I only wish the best for whoever has come in and out of my life because they’ve taught me how to love and how not to love. This new version of myself is more than I could have ever asked to become. I’m still learning, growing and loving whatever comes my way.
I love you ciabatta, I love you injera, I love you tortillas, I love you naan, I love you bagels, I love you pita, I love you fried dough, I love you scallion pancakes, I love you rice balls, I love you zucchini bread, I love you cinnamon buns, I love you pumpernickel & rye & sourdough, I love you biscuits, I love you english muffins, I love you french toast, I love you papad, I love you noodles, I love you dough
