I’m ashamed of my shame.
The pressure chokes me as I stuff my face. Anxiety floods me as I step on the scale. I feel so ashamed to see the same number every month. An attempt at treatment only made me heavier, in the heart and the waistline. I feel so much disappointment as I stare into the mirror, get lost in the trance of self hatred. I despise myself for my misfortune of genetics. Damn my existence! What kind of life...
I succeeded in learning several things that you should NOT do when making soup. I also learned that when you like jalapenos in your soup, you shouldn’t eat said soup before bed. I’m totally gonna have heartburn. xD
So, I’ve been making soup for over three hours now. I made myself a bowl and am now allowing it to cool to the point that it is no longer the temperature of magma. I’m going to be pretty upset if it tastes as horrid as I imagine it turning out to be. FYI, I’m not a cook.
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Skype with Jesus cont. Jesus: Eww. You have a gross back. It looks like you have a bump in your back. Me: I have scoliosis, asshole! I love my best friend.
(While me and my friend Jesus are on skype together. Btw, he has a really shitty webcam.) Me: What is that? What’s going on over there? Jesus: That is my livingroom tv. Me: What is going on?! It looks like a hammer, and then a shark, and then the hammer came back… Jesus: I don’t know. Oh, it’s a Jersey Shore commercial. Me: Oh, that explains it.
Your beauty is unrivaled by anything of authenticity. I’m not in awe of artificiality or clever editing. I’m in love with the real article.
There are moments…when you see something…and it’s just so damn beautiful. Your breath catches in your throat, and your heart stops. You just stare. Every time I see you, I have one of those moments. Other people might not be able to recognize your beauty. It can’t be captured by a photograph or fully elaborated vocally. It isn’t found simply in the curves of your face...
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Everytime I "receive a free" something from the...
Compy: “Congratulations! You’ve been chosen to receive a free…” Me: “Congratulations! Suck my balls!” Maybe I should watch less South Park…
It’s amusing to watch you struggle to be ironic.