54.1

Thanks for the comment. =)

Fiance's inside arguing with his parents over the phone right now.

Deciding my future.

Yay?

Do all these pictures bother you guys? Should I have a separate blog for them?

53.0

I'm starting Oblivion.

Yay?

54.4

53.3

Fat as fuck. Don't care. La dee da.

Only staying with him because it's easier than dealing with another break up.

Yay?

53.3

Fat fuck.

I don't want to be worshiped though...

Saw 52.1 on my scale yesterday. 52.4 today. I'm on my period though so I don't know what to trust...

Wow. Thank you all so much for your comments. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

About the guy: We're trying to work things out. (His cute nickname is "Wolfy") and he's doing a "Wolfy 2.0 beta" thing (idea off Big Bang Theory). Basically, he just tries to improve on anything I don't like. So... if this doesn't work, he's out.

Um. Dunno.

I'll never bitch about how unloved I am. Hold me to that.

I love all of you.

I can't deal with this anymore. All he does is play video games and fuck me when he's bored. All I'm good for is sex. Or showing off. "Hey look... I got a girl even though I'm a nerd!"

I'm tired of this.

He left me home alone for 4 days straight even though I cut myself up on the first day and he knew about it.

I wish I had someone who cared.

I know it's too much to ask for and I don't deserve it but that's really all I want.

I'm sorry.

I guess right now my blog is like my friend. Someone I can talk to about anything. You know?

If you read this and don't hate me... you're probably a saint.

In a non-religious sense.

I've been playing Skyrim and drinking 0cal lemonade. Yay?

(I take no credit for the photo - just some healthy food inspiration)

The puppies are great. They've been fighting a lot recently but they've also been loving as hell, so it's a bit confusing... It's like they're bipolar puppies. We used to think they were stoner puppies. Oh how puppies change... Haha.

53.2

Still nothing to say...

I might get a job at Starbucks.

Yay?

53.9

No update. Just an old Postsecret I found around father's day.

Blah blah blah I'm probably gonna be pregnant with how much sex I have. It's a bit depressing really.

I dunno what to say.

Hi?

I love you for reading this, if you do.

<3

53.9

To answer a question - I'm about 5'2.5" - 5'3".

Hmm update.

It's not pretty. As you can tell by my weight.

4th of July, I wore my size 2 jeans for the first time. They fit perfectly. Yay!

Then everything went downhill.

We went to a party and I got horribly drunk. Throwing up/passing out drunk. Apparently while I was drunk, I ranted about how I thought I was horribly fat and made myself throw up. Also, a random guy there (not a creeper) said that when he saw me, he was hoping I was single and he told my fiance he's really jealous of him. Haha. God I dunno.

Woke up at 52.7.

Yay?

Nope.

All-day hangover.

Then had a sleepover at the dieting friend's house. She's on her diet. She ate 5-6 pieces of cheese pizza covered in honey mustard. We stayed up all night playing a scary game and drinking chocolatey coffee. That's basically been it.

The boy made tofu today and he was all happy as fuck cause it turned out well.

<3

54.1

I'm a fucking fat ass.

I'll be better.

I promise.

Haven't weighed myself yet today.

Probably should do that.

Haha.

Whatever.

<3

Thank you for reading my blog.