Saturday, April 6, 2013

Cake and laxatives

Two pieces of cake and 10 laxatives later I'm on the couch. Prepping is done, gotta make a test for LWG and haven't read over the memoirs, but I only have to give them a soft read. Yeah, I'm good.  A little disappointed in the cake eating aspect of my life. But I can feel summer coming. I'm going to run daily and get nice and skinny skinny skinny! Can't wait to see the looks on people's faces as they see a 100 pound frame walk into school. I want people to be afraid for me and worry about me. I want people to look at me like I'm sick and dying.

That is love. Sexy is not love. Sexy is when they want something FROM you, sick is when they want something FOR you.

I deserve that.

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