Carrie Hope Fletcher ♥

Bodies are odd. How they bend, how they fold. How they wrinkle and wither the more we get old. Bodies are strange, how they pain, how they ache, with a million bones with potential to break. Bodies are weird, all that skin and all that flesh. And just 8 hours sleep to keep it all fresh. I would stand in the mirror, I would grab and I’d grope. I’d sigh and I’d try not to give up all hope. I’ve wished and I’ve wanted, I’ve gained and I’ve lost. I’ve tried juices and potions, no matter the cost. But what’s it all for? Is there joy to be found, in the cinch of an inch, in the loss of a pound? I am more than my body. I am songs, I am books, I am witty remarks and sardonic looks. While my body is sleeping and I dribble and snore, there are worlds in my head that were meant to explore. I am heartache and passion, I am music and art, magnificently more than the sum of my parts. I’ve learnt now to think of myself as a vessel, simply a nest in which magic can nestle. 

To donate all you need to do is text the team name of your choice to 70050 and £1 will be donated to Save the Children! 

So far, I am about £100 ahead of Alex but we are also number 1 and 2 on the Woolly Wonderboard on the Save the Children Website!!!! :O 

Please get donating! It’s for an amazing cause and it’s a lot of fun! :D