twt is full of venting but i genuinely feel embarrassed when im the one doing it like im an outcast even in anonymous i imagine everyone coming across my posts would go oh this whining bish again get a grip ffs
the thought that i could have gotten the smallest size available when i picked my dress if i didn't fuk up my weight in jan.. AND the fact that i had around 3 months to prepare for this event and i kept oinking all these days
they made me weight myself at the doctor today and i realised my scale at home has been broken the whole time it said im 66kg when im actually 72... no wonder i looked so ahh i knew i wasn't crazy but lord my stomach dropped to my coochicoo im gonna cryyughha
when i genuinely reach flow state w random new friends texting back and forth then they all stop texting and the world goes quiet again and i cant do thissssss
skinny twig boys telling me how they haven't ate in 2 days and will maybeee have a hotdog a cola or a cigarette. WHERESSSS MY WILL AND SYSTEM FOR THIS LIFE fuk yall