every winter and spring i think the extra chub i’ve gained for the cold will buff out by summer and then here i am once again looking in the mirra thinking fuck it’s still here it’s gone too far this time. something gotta change
everyday i download a book and then i get 4 chapters in and i read something so corny that it just lights a fire under my ass and i have to stop completely. then the cycle begins again. being a hater can be sooo draining