I am pissed so so pissed. O.m.g.
-carpet is disgusting, I want to destroy whoever invented it. Furking furk
-anxiety. Sucks.
-I weigh tooooo much. -.-
-im pissed
-im alone
-it hurts to breathe

Fml

It doesn't matter what I look like, it matters how I feel.

I just asked myself if I could have more pasta. What. The. Frick?
Delusional?

I don't get hungry anymore.... Like at all.

I don't think that's how it works, shouldn't I want to eat?

But I don't.... Its a good thing Ill never be on my own, because I'd probally forget to eat like, all the time....