Fuck you food.

And your damn habit of tasting good. Its getting in the way of my losing weight. 800 calories at cici's yesterday with my family. I'm screwed for 2 days. Thanks Cici's Pizza. You rock, bruh. /sarcasm. This is my blog. I'm going to write shit down that probably isn't normal. But thats okay. Cause its my blog. Kay? Kaaay. Awesome. So its 8:40 am and I'm sure you want to read all about an insomniac who isn't really fat but could stand to lose a few pounds. Oh, and I bet you're thinking. Oh shit. 30 year old male who drinks too much. No, bitch. 17. Female. Nice boobs. Awesome, yeah? I have shit self esteem. But thats okay. Because it makes me easier to hit on, you know? I'm not writing this for anyone to read. But should the random person run across it and want to comment. Oh joy. I'll try to sound less snarky. This really isnt like me. I sound like a troll. Sweet. Later I think I'll go for a run. if it ever stops raining. I'm in love with a guy who left me 11 months ago today. I'm not in the best of moods. So, homie G. I'm gonna actually run in the rain until I puke.

C.C out.