Fat chicks just being fatties.
A place for fat chicks to submit their pictures. For any reason they like. For body acceptance or to find a dude who likes fat chicks or any magical reason.
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Hey! I’m Allie! I weigh 320 lbs, am 5’10”, and I LOVE the way I look!
I love that this site has so many beautiful girls, and that so many of you do some seriously cool shit, and I’m just really glad I found it, I guess!
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I’m Shelby. I’m 19 and from Mississippi.
I don’t mind being big so much as I mind being out of shape. my healthy body weight would put me in size 10-12 jeans, but right now I’m at an 18 because I never get out and exercise like I used to. I am trying to get back in shape, but it irritates me when people treat me like some kind of subhuman scum because I don’t want to starve myself down to my bones. what’s wrong with being big? can’t I be big and beautiful?
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I’m Jamie. 19 ( 20 in July). Mississippi.
I’m pretty much addicted to video games and tv shows. I also love movies, manga, comics, and drawing.
onhandinyourwallet.tumblr.com
come get to know me :)
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I am submitting this from my own blog, because I find it relevant. SSBBW and proud! <3
So, I just read a post where someone said that “This is to people who are 300-600 pounds. I mean HORRIFICALLY OBESE who are so overweight they can’t move around much without assistance, etc.”
My response to that is, DUDE WTH?!?! First of all that they think people who are 300-600 pounds are “horrifically obese.” My mother used to weigh around 600 pounds and she walked and worked and did everything as well. I personally weigh just at 400 pounds, now reckon, somethings I can’t do, not because I don’t want to, but because my beautiful bottom can’t fit into the stinking tiny seats, lol. I do everything for myself. I can go up stairs, hike, walk for miles, work, lift things, carry things, and do EVERYTHING a “normal” person can do. I put normal in quotations, because it’s the normal of society. People who automatically judge BBW/SSBBW’s by half truths and stereotypes need to get their heads out of their rears and maybe get to know a few of us. Yes, scientifically I am morbidly obese, AND? Does it stop me from doing the things I want to? Certain things yes, like roller coasters, but not being able to ride roller coasters does not cut out on my pleasure in life. I love dancing, I will, when I find the finances, be taking some dancing classes, I love music, I play guitar and sing. People who tell me I need to lose weight to get the pleasure out of life that I am missing obviously don’t know what pleasure in life is.
For me, I honestly love the taste of food, the pleasure it give is amazing, but besides that, I can look outside at a forest full of trees and see the little things that make it beautiful. I can look up at a night sky for hours and be floored by the beauty in it. The little things in life people, those, are what make life pleasurable and anyone can experience the pleasure of life, even us “horrifically obese” women. ;-)
Now this is just my opinion on this, but I believe it to pretty accurate.
*end rant*
*~Jacque~*
Fat? Me? HELL YEAH!
SSBBW and proud!
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Hello, I’m Hailey. I’m 19, I’ll be 20 in September. I’m from Illinois in a town you’ve probably never heard of.
I love: My puppy, fashion, shopping, camping, picnics, coffee shops, Netflix, and cuddling.
I hate: Trying to describe myself with words.
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Hi I’m Shanice. I am 21. I am a creator: I’ved worked on countless films, documentaries, music videos ect’. I have two degrees and three jobs. I am funny as hell, and I loved MUSIC. Love love love music. I do alot of social things too, documentaries benig my passion.
At times though, these things are washed away by my size. Not everyone is rude, but I’ve gotten it alot my whole life. PEOPLE assuming that I don’t know how big I am. (Size 28 - 360lbs). I’ve never made any excuses for myself. I’ve recieved all of the comments. The hate, the insinuations that I am simply not beautiful/ worth anything because of my size. I am the most self-concioous person I’ve ever known, but I don’t let any of this stop me from living out my life and behing happy with who I am.
This is the year I am living for me. I’m going to live it right, and learn to love myself they way I am while edging towards a healthier image. I am beautiful, and so are all of you. Be the dopest person you can be and go out and cultivate the positivity in your life.
And add me on tumblr
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i'm so inspired by all the beautiful people who have submitted. i have struggled with being "chubby" all my life and i'm finally at a place where i don't think about my weight much at all, and almost never negatively. and i owe it all to blogs like this. <3
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Beautiful, just beautiful.
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I’d be lying if I said I didn’t appreciate the attention. My ego has been thoroughly stroked. And it feels good. I feel like a cat that just received a good rub down. However, I have some other things to say.
I’ve spent a large portion of my life pretending like my weight didn’t bother me, when it in fact, did. I was embarrassed of my weight, the way I looked in clothes, what I thought other people saw when they looked at me, etc. I was always self conscious about the way I looked, how I was sitting. Was my fat body taking up too much space? I remember thinking myself smaller. I would pull my arms into my sides and squeeze my legs together because I was just taking up too much space. I spent a lot of my life doing and thinking awful to/about my body because I am overweight, obese. I still do some of these things, life long habits are hard to break. I catch myself doing them now. I’m more aware of myself and my subconscious. I make myself stop but it’s a work in progress.
I can’t give you a time, a date, a month, when it happened, how it happened, or where it happened but one day I just stopped caring. I can tell you it happened sometime in the past year, year and a half-ish. I just don’t care that I’m fat. I don’t care that some people might find me ugly, grotesque, disgusting, a slob, or whatever other euphemism they use for fat. I don’t care that they might be offended by my weight, my double chin, my pants size. I just don’t care.
And why should I? These are random people that I don’t know or care about that I was allowing to affect my life, my quality of life. They have no say, no merit, no right to say anything about my body. I don’t go around saying things about their bodies. Even if they thought that they did have a say, I should have never listened or acknowledged their opinion about my weight.
Basically I refuse to let other people, strangers affect my life or my happiness. I’ve actually started doing this with family members too. It’s amazing what happens when you take control over your own thoughts.
I’m Amber, I’m 26, I’ve been fat since the day I was born. I’m 5’9, I weigh 375ish pounds, I wear a size 24, and a size 11 shoe.
I’ve literally never been more confident, happy, ecstatic about who I am and my body.
