Jun
9th
Tue
9th
Further evidence of my feminism
today is my last fattie day. its a diet month from here on out. no more chicken wings, no more beer.
goddam it do you KNOW how hard it is to deny myself chicken wings and beer? fucking bullshit. maybe once a week.
this DOES mean i can go back to my “2007” diet which was basically cigarettes, vodka, tacos, and scrambled eggs.
but seriously. theres no way i’ll be able to pull Celebrity Dream Babes That Will Totally Happen Yes It Will Stop Making Fun Of Me if i dont lose some fucking weight. i’m starting to look like pete wentz swallowed a penguin. fucking emo haircut and everything. goddamit.
I pull the ripcord too, laydeez! I feel the pressures of society to be a skinny, shaggy, emo hipster.