i want to tell you about my hurt i'm big, i know it. since i born i am a big baby, a big child, and my family is no problem with that. at the school, everyone give me a call, a tittle what they like. elephant, big pig, ad anything that similar with big meaning. i always mad, and crying. but, what for? it makes they more happy with my hurt. so i stop it. and be apatis with anything they say. in junior and senior highschool, i got a slim body. but i still think that i have a big body. its my mind, my soul and my heart. until now. everyone say to me that i am big. I KNOW IT! I REALLY KNOW IT! DON'T WASTING YOUR TIME TO TELL ME A THING THAT I KNOW IT VERY WELL. I HATE IT SO MUCH YOU KNOW? and i more hatting to the person that tell me to make a diet. oh please.... is my life, my body, my journey, my adventure. mind your own bussiness. i'm sexy in my way. if i want to diet, it is my choice, not because your say or your word. i hate the world that very loving ...