If I could just stop eating, I honestly believe my life would improve so much. If I could achieve a body that I am happy with, then everything else will become lovely too. I need to exercise too, somehow, without getting angry. Exercise makes me angry because I'm bad at it and it makes me feel terrible to be prancing around with my girth in unattractive tight clothing, all sweaty. I just need to get over it, or be fat forever.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
low self-esteem
I'm definitely experiencing mad low self esteem, when I want to be feeling mad love.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
from shitty to fantastic
By the way, feeling shitty really has a FANTASTIC way of making you feel like the queen of the universe after the clouds clear. With that being said, I feel peachy keen. Also, If it weren't so terribly unrealistic, I'd love to just hit the road like Kerouac. Keep this in mind, "twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift"... I can't stop my mind from focusing on all of the wonderful things going on in the world that I might be missing out on!


creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special.
Hello,
Monday, May 3, 2010
S
But really, It's great for them. I'm glad that he has a girlfriend, because now I can validate that he's not right for me at all, PLUS, we've never even met so I'm just being retarded. But you know what I mean.
Yet I just ate a bowl of fucking ice cream.
HEY SELF, YOU ARE NOT BRIGET JONES, GET OVER IT. SHIT.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
my mind
Well, yesterday my mind,
upon listening to Daughter by Pearl Jam.
My hands floated to the ceiling like they were made of air.
And it felt really good to dance and hug my knees.
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