Do you know what having a boyfriend gets you? Fat. It gets you fat. I've dropped 5 pounds in three days and I'm hoping to drop at least a pound a day until I hit 130 again. The trouble is every time I see him we end up eating and I can't say no to food without him worrying like crazy...
FUCK.
So yeah I guess it could be worse. I mean I could have just kept eating constantly until I ballooned up to 190 again. How do I keep ending up here? It's like I'm fine I'm okay... Then I'm eating... Then I'm not eating... Then I'm a whale. Kill me. Kill me please.
This is about me and my life. It is my journey through time and space and about personal discovery. This will be triggering and hard to read, you have been warned.
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