So I wish for some weight loss and I get Mia's Promise, like marriage she stays with me, though only through sickness and not in health. Kinda person I would call a bitch.
Had a rough week (Cue Title) got a pain starting in my stomach, radiating through my back ,thank all heavenly doctors for those pills my McDreamy provided, he was more like McPervert though.
I got down to 49 Kg's FINALLY! Broke the 50's...But now the fight continues...and down to 43 we go, According to some magic freakin website I should be there by the 28th of September, which is just awesome with me, Only one problem remains.Parents.
Wouldn't life be grand without their constant scrutinizing?? Anyone Agree with me? Wow my Mom is like the Bat out of hell,checking every last crumb, 'Your not eating' 'Your eating the wrong things' 'I think you might have a problem' 'You have your Dad worried'
But Mom, one thing you have to know about me is:
-I am sick, I am tired, I am more willing to let this go than anyone you will find, BUT I won't, because she won't let me, you tell Ana that she is ugly, tell Mia that she is fat, because no matter what you think, when I look in the mirror all I see is the person on this planet I hate the most, the ugly duckling never even inkling towards a swan.
Life's a Bitch and then you die, I'm just helping life along.
Who Am I
- ToWriteLoveOnHerArms
- 21 Years Old, Female, Boyfriend Attached To The Hip, The Hip I Want To Jut Out And Fit In Perfectly With My Matching Collar Bones and Skintight Legs, While Taking Away Attention To My Beautiful Red Lines Scattered Across My Arms Like Ladders, Snakes Roam There, They Roam In My Mind, and Tell Me I'm Insane and I Have A Death Wish. But That's Just Me, I'm One of Millions Sharing A Piece Of My Story.
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