Do it for every time you cried over your body. Do it for every time you hated what you saw in the mirror. Do it for yourself. Lose that weight.
and like the moon
she had a side of her
so dark, that even the stars
couldn’t shine on it
she had a side of her
so cold, that even the sun
couldn’t burn on it.
When I’m doing nothing I hate myself. It’s never ending.
Sharon Tate (1968)
i don’t understand it either, so how could you?
