Shit
So I have this strange phobia. It's of gaining weight. I'm not as skinny as everyone thinks I am and if it weren't for C yesterday I would have probably done something drastic...
I arrived and was greeted with
"hey! You're getting bigger!"
"excuse me?"
"you're gaining weight, it's not a bad thing..."
thanks. I needed that. Although C made me feel better with a
"what the fuck do you weigh? 15kg? Jesus Christ!"
(I was sitting on his back because he was laying on the couch that I wanted to lie on..)
What on earth is wrong with me. I can see everything that is not right but I can't fix it. Ughh
xobeckett
I arrived and was greeted with
"hey! You're getting bigger!"
"excuse me?"
"you're gaining weight, it's not a bad thing..."
thanks. I needed that. Although C made me feel better with a
"what the fuck do you weigh? 15kg? Jesus Christ!"
(I was sitting on his back because he was laying on the couch that I wanted to lie on..)
What on earth is wrong with me. I can see everything that is not right but I can't fix it. Ughh
xobeckett