Silence violence
SO angerry right meow. Passively kinda angry. I can’t even upload one photo at a time on flickr so I must shrink my resolution size aghhhhh thanks for telling me. No pictures no blog post get it. Double-dipping from instagram revokes the newness of the murrterial and no one likes to watch someone brag on all channels. Anyway over it I’m doing one-by-one now. Take a deep breath and blog I have limited time so that means it’s gonna get craymi.
My bro and I have been constipated for days. Don’t get me started even though I just started. Lets talk about problems, you got problems!? Haha. So we constantly discuss our issue and how we can cure it and what day we’re at and why the fuck haven’t we exploded yet I swear to god it must be a family-thing? I also swear to god please don’t make it happen in the middle of nowhere Jesus holy Christ that’s all.
I have been cheating on my diet like I don’t care anymore I don’t think it’s working for me I’m going to stop suffering and start eating tubs of ice cream I GIVE UP. No. I’m just going to regroup and lower the fats/eat some carbs/cut out booze. Why in the hell did I even think that eating high fats would make me thin???? Obviously I am a cheater plus kind of dense and bound to screw it up and now that I am bloated from not crapping in for fucking ever I’m paranoid that that’s not bloat but a fat person gut. I have accepted that I am going to have a shitty summer as in not a skeleton so I’m going to just embrace and enjoy and take the teasings about my body because I figure “I deserve it” but I have also learned the rage trigger when one too many comments get made aka mother and brother so I cannot be blamed for when one of those assholes gets a black eye and I am not joking either so it’s pretty safe to say I am going to Atlanta this week to avoid all that haha.
Luckily these fat shirts are en vogue at the mo so I have time to try another psycho scheme to drop weight. Another reason that this has happened is that I don’t party anymore so like all the bloat plus the eating more just happens, plus it’s the burbs and winter nowhere to go or people to see so why go anywhere. I really hope I get skinnier in Aruba. This is going to be the most annoying blog to read the next while, more annoying than you already find it my friends.
Mall lighting. You’re so Warhol.
Time for a shower. What an interesting birthday month.
No filter. Just pose in the window to be flawless. I’m not even wearing tons of cakey makeup either honest I’m just super pale. Not for long! Arubbbbbbbba here I come. Oh and that’s how long my bangs are and my roots. Virgin hippie hair in no time. Yeah I got lots of wizard whites and greys slightly poking through I wonder what the sun will do to my hair top? What are the hair forecast trends anyway should I go to that or spearhead my own? Kay bye. Monday Monday can’t trust that day.
Let’s get all gross up in here: constipation cures. Step 1: buy some senna. Take it before bedtime. If that doesn’t work, glycerin suppositories. They take about 15 minutes to kick in. Last resort: buy an enema at the drugstore. I have very little tolerance for constipation; I’m practically an expert on this SHIT, ah ha ha. Happy Monday!
Silence is the lack of confusion.
Unless ur someone that just got kilt by a ninja.
I’m digging that John Lennon dress shirt shit.
what ur doing with ur tongue is dangerous, ur liable to bite it off.