In my hungover trance I reheated and ate macdonald’s chicken nuggets this morning. It’s just dawned on me how stupid that was. I knew I should have stayed vegetarian, now I’m going to die.
not I’m nt drunk what are you takling BOUT you silly sassahe
goodnight-bus asked: dear anon, molly would have a hard time pretending to have an eating disorder. yeah she's skinny but srsly have you seen how much she eats? you make me lol.
I wish I could talk to my brother about serious stuffs. I really want to just say ‘don’t be frustrated at yourself, you’re completely normal and great and I love you lots’ but every time I go to say that I just end up saying ‘have you beaten the high score on tigger’s honey hunt yet?’ Which is really not quite the same (although a very important question). It’s just nice to know that people are there to talk to about stuff, even if you’d never talk to them about what’s going on in your head in a million years. I know he’s my older brother and he’s supposed to look out for me and everyone thinks of him as this super laid back guy with no worries but, despite the fact that we never talk about anything that’s anything, I feel strangely protective of him and I just want to look after him and make everything great for him and yeah, I hope this is vague enough because people he knows are on here and I don’t want to embarrass him. I dunno, just collecting my thoughts really.
To the person who asked if I was ‘pretending to have an eating disorder now’ I am not even going to reply except I’m replying now in a non-replying way because I wanted to thank you for bringing the humor. You improved my day no end. No really though, I’m laughing so much. At your life.
I braved going into town in a crop top and non high-waisted jeans and I felt super self-conscious at first but then I decided to embrace my Amy Winehouse pot belly and be sassy and fabulous and all was well.
So what’s going on here is that I have a 2,500 word essay to write by the end of the day on a module I didn’t go to all that often and well, I’m fucked.