Hi, yes, I have just eaten an entire cheesecake. No, I'm okay. I swear. I'm totally fine. 100% fine. Not about to throw up at all. Just peachy. Everything is glitter and rainbows. PLEASE FUCKING HELP ME
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Hi, yes, I have just eaten an entire cheesecake. No, I'm okay. I swear. I'm totally fine. 100% fine. Not about to throw up at all. Just peachy. Everything is glitter and rainbows. PLEASE FUCKING HELP ME
"Headbands don't belong in the washer. They shrink."
~The good advice fairy
Do y'all ever wish that u could be a perennial flower. Like those fuckers have it good man. They die when the fucking feel like it and pop back up when shit's good again. Like those asshats get to die without commitment and that just goals.
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Flip-flops are not running shoes and do bad things to your ankles when you run in them.
Me today:
*sees a fly land on my cookies*
*starts crying all the tears (of pure joy)*
"sOMeONe FiNALLy LiKes mY cOOKiES"
My new coach: "Dressing rooms are the first door on the left."
Me: *opens the first door on the right, trips, falls into the storage closet*
Coach: "The LeFTttT!1!!!1!"
My friends at parties: *playing games, chatting, being normal people*
Me at parties: *chugs a liter of soda in the corner and cuddles a quart of ice cream*
The best thing about no one giving a shit about you is the ability to eat an entire 2 cheesecakes and nothing else. Whenever I want. And like 3.7 pints of ice cream. My head is killing me.
My friends, after catching me listening to Chipette versions of Brittany Spears hits: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK???
Me: I enjoy it iROniCaLLY OK
"911, what's your emergency?"
"I can't find my GALLON BAG OF FRozEn cHeESE"
Me, drinking my 14th can of diet soda: NO CALORIES NO PROBLEMS!!!
I feel like I have so many façades, like I'm a different person with everyone that I hang out with. I'm so lost and tired, and it's so confusing, I don't know who to be when I'm alone anymore.
I don't remember the last time I felt more than a brief flash of emotion. Joy, affection, anger, sadness, anything, and everything, are nothing more than fleeting glances of expression. The only thing that stays is the numbness in my chest.
I wish a boy would leave bite marks on my thighs, but sadly, only mosquitoes do.
They say you are what you eat, but all I eat is cake and I'm still bitter af.
Me, an intellectual: Organic, all natural, black tea scented hand cream
My cravings: It smells like pOtATo ChiPS