I Haven't Flushed My Dinner Down The Toilet In A While, And I Still Feel Guilty From Doing It Yesterday.

I haven't flushed my dinner down the toilet in a while, and I still feel guilty from doing it yesterday.

I HATE that 4 of my families birthdays (including mine) is in June and July because the first time I ever binged, and what stopped my honeymoon phase was last year when I ate an entire sheet cake in 2 days on the first of those 4 birthday, so then I had to try to fight the urge to eat 3 more cake and more because they got like to cakes, and cupcakes, and cookies. Like I actually wanna cry just thinking about how terrible I'm gonna do, and that it's gonna ruin all my progress, and that I'm gonna gain another 10 pounds or something, and it's gonna start another series of binges.

Me when I treat tumblr like a diary:

I was literally getting up to make popcorn right when Nermal said this and it got me to sit right back down.

My siblings and cousins have this thing, kinda like an inside joke, where they call each other fat. Like, the chair's broken, you're fatass must've broke it. Which is fine, say that to each other. But for the love of God, please don't call me a whale, and whatever backstabbing, torturous, agonizingly painful phrases.

Happy Easter guys!! Remember to try to have fun, it can be a metabolism day