I wish I loved my body. I wish I had a body I could love. I wish I could put in the effort to be healthier and thinner. I wish I could cook. I wish my home and work environments didn’t work against me when it comes to healthy eating. I wish I lived by myself so I could walk all day instead of sitting on my lazy fat ass all day so I could feel better about myself instead of feeling like shit. I hate my life and I hate myself. I wish I was a pretty girlie who knew how to be healthy. I think I am going to die of a heart attack and maybe I should.














