So I have these big juicy thighs

ellendjneres:

boyqueen:

and after a few months all of my pants look like a vicious cat tore at the inseam…

but really that vicious cat is just my thighs rubbing together.

And like, it’s a pain because I have to spend time patching up the holes, and they look messier, but I’m also kind of like:

“YEAH.  MY BIG SEXY VICIOUS FAT THIGHS DESTROYED THOSE JEANS.”

I spent a lot of time at the beginning of my eating disorder worrying about my thighs touching.  But these babies are besties now.

I had to go pants shopping today for this exact reason.  At first I was frustrated, but this makes me feel awesome about it!

Thank you for this. I get down on myself for this quite often. This helps me reframe it in a much more positive, self-affirming way. 

(Source: delisubthefemmecub)