I may not have friends here, it may look like I do nothing. But I have things to do and right now those things are not super important. I will get them done so leave me alone.
I’m just. I don’t know. 40 pounds down, pants falling off me, shirts and dresses hanging uncomfortably loosely (because they tend to expose more than id like to) and yet I just am looking for motivation. The things that used to motivate me now make me feel jealous and and and something.
Whine whine whine