I am alive and I wish I wasn't.
its too hot for real clothes and all my bandeau’s are too small so now im baking in a too small top hoping no one rings on the doorbell
doing 30 day shred in the living room, the whole time the bitch mocks me about how fat, pathetic and useless i am. then he comes in and joins in, like he can talk, being the lazy cunt that he is.
they won’t give a shit until i’m dead so they can tell the world how much of a stupid waste of space i used to be.
got invited to a pool party next month.
well that’s never gonna fucking happen.
