Whenever I’m bored, I run.
And I’ve been bored a lot lately. Maybe I should probably do some sort of other exercise that won’t make me any skinnier.
And I’ve been bored a lot lately. Maybe I should probably do some sort of other exercise that won’t make me any skinnier.
THIS THIS THIS THIS FUCKING THIS!!!!!
My arms are like linguini. I think it’s a problem.
Last year, my health teacher out of nowhere randomly stopped me in the hallway and started to say how she just finished reading a book that “called out to her” and made her think of me immediately. She told me I had to read it. When I got around to finding a summary I discovered it’s about an overachieving, ivy-league bound high school senior who has an eating disorder. The next day, I go up to her and tell her, “just so you know I’m not bulimic or anorexic.” Her response: “Honey, I never said that, but it seems like you’re struggling with personal issues and I’m always here for you.” That bitch.
If it was that simple, don’t you think I would’ve done that already?
Hate this so much! Plus: WHERE HAS THIS BLOG BEEN ALL MY LIFE!!!???