Banana Chips Love Story

Tuesday Statistics Phone Credits = 0 Messages in Facebook = 0 Morning Calls to wake him up = 0 I miss yous = 0 by the start of my work, i was slowly dying of stress because of the meetings, but lo and behold, he texted me, saying that he misses me, and that he shared me some credits because he misses my text even though he doesnt reply (a big SOP of our relationship, i text, he doesnt reply, but he is so happy that i do it, because he tells me that it makes him feel that i care and i think of him (which actually what the point is...and so he told me, he wanted to see me...after his work (which will end by 9pm), and we'll have dinner (which i dont actually like bec. im in a very tight diet (bec. i dont wanna lose him, so ill lose it)..Sorry for the long story, but you know the point of this blog post is about the SIMPLE THINGS in life that money cant buy... Dear Darla TUESDAYS for US. Alfalfal green thingies Pistachios Ice Cream While eating at yellowcab... Me:...

It’s like every fucking skinny person thinks it’s their job to tell someone whose  fat  that they are  fat .  ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?  Did you think I didn’t notice? I wake up and see my fat ass every morning. And it gets me EVERY fucking time,  I’ll never understand it. I don’t walk up to fucking super skinny people and say their eating disorder is showing. I don’t stare at black people in shorts. I don’t laugh at fucking people with disabilities.  WHY IS IT OKAY TO DO IT TO FAT PEOPLE?  We’re all flesh and bones.  I’m bigger, but I’m not different. PLUS. If i wanted to do something about my weight I fucking would. But fuck man, your ignorance and stupidity will still be there. I’ll be skinny and you’ll find something else to fucking say.  So excuse me as I live my fucking life as I please.  (my thoughts are with this girl named  frannnx33  from tumblr...sister i hear yah... and dont you worry coz you are...