Seriously.
I’m having a Bridget Jones dilemma. Two guys. I’m astonished as to why guys are interested in me. I’m so hobo and fat. WTF. I SWEAR, I just came back from fucking Subway’s and stuffed myself with a footlong. I must be exuding subway bread and onion stench. I have holes in my shoes and I wear my mother’s grandma spring jacket. I don’t get what you see in me.
I HATE UNCOMFORTABLE SITUATIONS UGH I don’t know how to date and I don’t know how to reject you. I JUST WANT TO DIE ALONE.