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I apologise for @scott_paigey swearing but after the last month of him scaring the bajeezus out of me…I finally got him back and I needed you all to know!

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Carrie & Oliver | Part One: Dancing

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@OliverOrmson I knew we danced but…I didn’t think we danced THIS much!

So I got this snapchat of a Caffè Nero gift card and I've not stopped thinking about it. The past few weeks have been tough. I've been practically shut away in my room for roughly two weeks due to a pain flare up and I've just been getting increasingly sad and paranoid. This sums it all up perfectly. It's literally a fucking gift card with a fucking quote on and it's summed me up better than I could have fucking thought. I hope my mood/life/circumstances/whatever change soon. Fed up of feeling so down and not really talking to anyone about it because I DONT KNOW WHY IM SAD. Just take me back to Disney World. I can honestly say that week in Disney World was the happiest week of my life. It was literally perfect. And when I think about just how happy I was in that week, yup, you guessed it, I get sad. Ughhhh #rantover

#personal rant #personal #quotes #sad #what's wrong with me

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Okay so it's 2:25am and I can't sleep. I've been wanting to post this picture on various social media profiles for a few days now because of how I see myself in it but I know people will do the cliche thing of being super nice or whatever so I though I'd post it here and let my thoughts out to a platform that isn't filled with EVERYONE I know as I don't want attention for it. I just want to get it off my chest in writing for no one in particular. I've never been friends with my body. I buy clothes that I like, I don't follow fashion, I rarely go out of my comfort zone and I hardly ever get my arms or my legs out. I'm not a fan of full body photos as I hate HATE my legs and how they look. There's something about this photo. This photo, I like. It's just a candid photo of me pulling a stupid face (as I tend to do a lot) on a day out whilst on holiday in France but I like how I look. I've never been slim, I've always been the upside of size 14 and it does get me down on occasion. It gets me down because I can't do much about it. I try to exercise and I just end up putting myself in so much pain I can't move. I don't know if it's the angle of the photo or how I'm standing but I look slimmer than I imagine I look. If I look in a mirror, this is not what I see looking back at me and I don't know if that's because this photo isn't a true image of what I look like or it's because I see myself differently than others probably do? I'm just so confused by how GOOD I think I look in this picture because I never think that of myself. I was with friends and my boyfriend, I was relaxed, casually dressed in my new vest top from Disneyland and I was happy in this moment. It's not posed, just me walking up a path to a fancy chateaux. But I like it. I've never analysed a photo of myself so much. I do take quite a few selfies and I'm okay with the outcome of those as it doesn't show all my wobbly bits and my hideous legs. Body image/body positivity is such a big thing on social media these days and I often give mad props to those who love the skin they're in but it just seems like something I could never see myself doing. This is as far as I'll go with loving the skin I'm in, I guess.

#bodypositivity