burn the place to the ground
you know what i really, really hate? waking up and having a perfectly fine morning.. at least until i get dressed. trying to button jeans over a stomach that has grown disgusting in my eyes and wearing the same old sweaters and loose fitting shirts for the last two plus months; i'm trying to hide all my imperfections. & i hate even more that i'm being like all the other girls, obsessing over something so silly. & then i realize i've always been like this, fighting the urge to want to fall back into anorexic / bulemic tendencies - but now i realize i wouldn't even have the will power anymore. hm.
and i keep thinking of what peter, a boy in my psych class said when we had to introduce ourselves to one another. he found out i used to be a gymnast and he was like, "yeah, you can tell gymnasts. they have the same kind of body structure." and then said something about me having "gone to seed."
yeah? fuck you.
and i don't want to get any preaching comments. thanks.
and i keep thinking of what peter, a boy in my psych class said when we had to introduce ourselves to one another. he found out i used to be a gymnast and he was like, "yeah, you can tell gymnasts. they have the same kind of body structure." and then said something about me having "gone to seed."
yeah? fuck you.
and i don't want to get any preaching comments. thanks.