I can see two dresses peering out of my wardrobe as if they were mocking me. ‘You’re too fat to wear us, who do you think you’re fooling?’ I don’t care what others say, I know I am big. I am too fat to wear dresses like them and people will realise this next week. They will realise that my boyfriend is too good for me and he will too along with them. So, I’ll end up alone, fat and alone. Woooooo.