Saturday, February 5, 2011
I look at this blog as a failed attempt.
As a huge fucking fail and nothing else.
I am so sick of yo-yoing up and down on the scale.
So SICK of being the fat girl at parties, and so fucking sick of waiting for my boyfriend to find some gorgeous girl to fall in love with.
Just sick.
I've gained 21lbs since being back to college,honestly,get a fucking grip.
I just whatever whenever.
Yeah, fuck that.
May is coming.
Which is going to be a month of changes.
I'll be moving into my apartment, I'll actually be considered as on my own.
Independent.
I don't want to be FAT.
I don't want to be this anymore.
Either I lose the weight, or die trying.
I feel so empty, so overwhelmed.
Everything is out of control, especially my eating.
I can do this, I HAVE to do this.
As a huge fucking fail and nothing else.
I am so sick of yo-yoing up and down on the scale.
So SICK of being the fat girl at parties, and so fucking sick of waiting for my boyfriend to find some gorgeous girl to fall in love with.
Just sick.
I've gained 21lbs since being back to college,honestly,get a fucking grip.
I just whatever whenever.
Yeah, fuck that.
May is coming.
Which is going to be a month of changes.
I'll be moving into my apartment, I'll actually be considered as on my own.
Independent.
I don't want to be FAT.
I don't want to be this anymore.
Either I lose the weight, or die trying.
I feel so empty, so overwhelmed.
Everything is out of control, especially my eating.
I can do this, I HAVE to do this.
Am i really never good enough for you?
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