i love the care and kind words people send you when something mildly hazardous could maybe possibly hit you.
the traffic in dallas has gotten REDICULOUS. there were too many people here to begin with. now like, half of louisiana is here... and like. all of houston. it is FRICKIN REDICULOUS!!
with a 20% chance of smokin...
i'm so sick of seeing my legs in mirrors i could vomit. i'm bringing my running shoes with me while i'm in palmyra and i am going running. i don't care what crespo says, it will happen.
i am so sick of rejection i could just die. die die die. i mean. goshfreakingdangit if only i were skinnier and prettier maybe he would like me...
you know what i want? one of the coaches from like, the biggest loser, or something like that. because that way, they would push me. they would push me hard and get me to stop eating so much and life would just be better. SOMEONE SEND ME TO A FAT CAMP OMFGZ PLEASE.
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