The vindictive bitch within me feels a strong sense of satisfaction every time I deny a friend request from a cunt I went to high school with.
surburban girl.
My mind often wanders the psycho path.
I’m sick of this cycle.
I’m sick of waking up, being all hopeful that I’ll make good choices in the day. Then I ruin it by eating a lot, eating desserts, junk, etc. Then I just feel sick and guilty for the rest of the night.
This might have happened every single day for a long time now, but it’s going to stop.
I’m going to finally be healthy. I’m going to commit to it. I can do it. It’s not too late.
