I am presently on a roll. That's a lie, I'm on a couch. This weekend, I spent a lot of time outside. I took one of my friends to St. Pete's - since apparently I just take everyone I know there. The first time I went was with my ex-boyfriend, and I refused to do... Continue Reading →
I decided going to buy clothes that fit me better would help me feel better. I figured it would be similar to the process of setting a broken arm – it sucks, I don’t want to get bigger clothes, but walking around feeling like shit because nothing fits me right is not swell, either. Sometimes,... Continue Reading →
Well, the scale doesn't hide the thunder in my thighs. I am currently up 40 pounds since April. I could point my finger at so many things: medication, an addiction to coca cola, too many friend's dates, too much stress, etc. However, blaming doesn't do anything for my bulging muffin top. I currently fit in... Continue Reading →
Mah Butt Itches 