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Calling all lovely souls! I’m Lia, ready to make new friends to brighten this quiet space. Will you accept my friendship and create something sweet together? Don’t worry, I’m good at taking pictures when we are going to hangout later! 𖧧﹕

There is so much in life to experience. So many foods to taste, flavors to discover, and little joys that come from enjoying them. Chasing for a slim like an idol look means missing out on all of that, and honestly, too high a price for just appearances—not worth for sacrificing.

Losing body weight just to become pretty like me is not really a goal worth chasing. You can be as pretty as you want without changing your weight, darling. If your only motivation is to look a certain way, then, it is time to be a little kinder to yourself and rethink that idea.

Taking a moment to check my outfit and face before the performance, making sure everything is right from head to toe. As a perfectionist, nothing escapes my attention—a single crease, a strand of hair out of place, even the small detail could be unnoticed.

Please resist the urge to pinch those cheeks or poke at her while she’s eating. She may look gentle and cuddly, but she takes her personal space seriously. If you tease her during mealtime, please do not be surprised if she hops and delivers a tiny nibble.

Vocal challenge? I accept.

Drawing inspiration from my pinterest board and I spent countless hours scrolling through it just to figure out the vibes I want. End up diving down endless rabbit holes of pictures, colors, and ideas, and imagining how I can turn them into something real. Love ivory, by the way!

I asked mirror if it knows what my pinterest board looks like, and I think just by looking at me, it already does. It sees every pin I have saved, every idea I have collected, every tiny spark of inspiration that made me smile. The mirror does not say it, but it knows everything.

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I do not mind if someone calls me an outfit repeater. To me, it is not an insult. I have a good washing machine at home and I know how to use it. Clothes can be washed, dried, folded, and worn again. As long as my clothes are clean and neatly taken care of, I see no problem here.

My fear of people's reactions has not disappeared. It is still there, sitting somewhere in my mind, reminding me that I care too much about what others might think. But perhaps that is also proof I am still trying , still hoping that one day I will learn to carry it more lightly.

Well, years have passed. I have to admit that the grand transformation I wanted did not happen. I am still here, still thinking about people’s reactions more often than I would like. My mind sometimes just continues to create many endless scenarios about how others might reacted.

People's reactions have always been my biggest fear.

This is Lee Anton speaking, and I need friends, so I'll not- blublubughgghh (P.S. Anyone who stumbles upon this tweet, I'd appreciate it if you'd befriend this shy Brachio!)

Solta esse tic, tic, tic, tic, tic.

Heights don't scare me anymore. Standing up high used to make my knees weak and my thoughts spin in circles, but now it feels different. I can look down without panic, breathe steadily, and take in the view. The fear that held my hand has finally loosened.