i’m a fucking fat lard.
no…but seriously I am. Almost a year ago I was complaining how I wanted to gain weight and stay fit…that didn’t work out, the staying fit part at least. And honestly I think the only reason I wanted that is because my ex was cheating on me with all these bigger girls and I was this ugly skeleton with bones popping out everywhere and thought maybe he liked curvier girls and thats why he kept cheating on me with them. LOW AND BEHOLD..I think his dick just needs to explore and he can’t stay tied down to one girl. Anyway…now I’m a fat lard and I’m running a million miles a day trying to lose the 15 pounds I gained so I can be a gross bony skeleton again. mmkay.
I want to grow old with someone one day.
And I know that probably wont happen and all because well who would want to grow old with me but I went to Panera yesterday and there was this super adorable old couple..they had on matching outfits and everything and the old man held the door for his wife and then they held hands as they walked to their car and I almost died it was so cute. I want that :(
