February 2012
Finally getting to the point where my heart rate...
I cannot believe I had to go through this. I’m still going through this. It sucks so bad. I can’t even eat oatmeal wtf. I really hope tomorrow I can eat something.
“when one door closes, another one opens”
imagine how annoying it would be if that were true
you close the bathroom door to pee and your front door suddenly blows open
your cat escapes
you run out and jump into the car to chase the cat and hear everything falling out of your over-stuffed pantry as its door unlatches
anorable:
xvxavier:
If you’re a “nice guy” to a girl up until you realize she doesn’t want to date you, then go on about how she’s a cold shrew that friendzoned you and how no girls date nice guys, like, nah mate, girls do date nice guys. You just aren’t a nice guy. You’re a passive aggressive beta with internalized misogyny and a serious victim complex.
BUT SERIOUSLY AMEN
you have no idea how excited i am to be able to...
I've managed to walk across the street to get food
and i have gotten down two peirogies. TWO.
I can’t eat any more, but that’s huge
also found out that I can take bakin soda and water two to three times daily—this stuff works better than tums or advil combined.
i just walked home, barefoot, in 30 degree...
currently warming my feet.
honestly though I think i slipped my band tonight
i had to puke, again, and…ugh…sore.
I am going to a bar
someone come buy mama a drink.
I miss my dog. She doesn't judge me too often.
Facebook privacy settings are currently saving my...
sorry mom I know you told that to me in confidence but texting me about a vague status? nope.
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“But then, the truth was never really the point. Thin women don’t tell their fat...”
– Kate Harding (via rhiannon-random)
another example of thin privilege, your body type doesn’t carry these negative synonyms
(via fatcatsandcurls)
