holy fucking shit balls

Sep 06, 2014 19:48

I cant believe I remembered the pass word to this thing, or that this website even still exists. I read the first few posts I made a long time ago, and wow I wrote a lot about the chicks I was trying to get with haha! Im fucking 27 now, and a lot has changed since I wrote those last posts. It's kinda nice to look back and remember how I felt all those years ago, though it does take me down memory lane, and sometimes that makes me hurt inside.

Im going to start writing in here again to track my weight loss progress. No, my lifestyle change progress. and maybe just to organize my thoughts so I can feel a little bit better about myself, and what I'm doing with my time on earth.

Im only on day 5 of clean eating and no drinking. I have a shit ton more energy, and wake up everyday before my alarm. The only exercise I have been doing is walking at work, because most of the time Im so fucking bored I have nothing else to do.

I need this. Im gonna make it. I cant give up again. Back in 2008 I lost 60lbs eating shit food and riding my bicycle. What's to say I cant do it now eating right and doing less exercise?

Have girlfriend, don't have sex. We fuck like once a month and it's really bullshit. When we first started dating the sex was great. Loving, passionate, and fucking satisfying as hell. We started dating october 13th, so it has almost been a year. Im not gonna lie I've gotten a little fatter since then, and I think that's why we dont fuck anymore. She says it's because of the Paxil, but I dont believe that shit. Is she banging someone else?

Either way I've got the plan to get fit. Either she will start fucking me again, or I'll find someone who will. To be honest Im not really happy most days when I see her. When we text it's great, but when she comes over I feel more like a servant than her boyfriend. She complains when I make her do things for herself. This may sound bad but seriously, if you're not putting out why should I do nice things for you all the time? I'm a fucking man, and I need to get laid. That shit is in my nature.

We are going to riot fest in a week, we will see how that trip goes. But to be honest, Im really only sticking with her to see if the love life picks up. If it doesnt, Imma be fit and quit this job that has me working every fucking weekend, and maybe move to Colorado with Danny. Though I would never live with fucking josh again, what a turd. Dick still owes me $320 bucks.

I hope I rmemeber to keep writing here. It's nice to see how my life is going.

I realized I changed so much
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