We bought our Christmas tree today. Thought I was going to faint just walking around outside, not having any chance to sit down and not look like I should be shot to a hospital with the deadest look upon my face. ZombieMorgan was here today.
Casey came over and is spending the night. She's dead in my bed at the moment. It snowed here, quite lovely. Super cold = super calorie burn. Casey would have askedaskedasked so many questions had I not ate warm food to satisfy our freezing bodies after being outside with her. The laxatives I took to not instantaneously gain a million pounds were just recently loyal to me. Ouch ouch ugh why do I have to eat? Why do I fail? Why can't I shrink and be blown away?
Tip: Drink enough water if you take laxatives. It hurts worse when you've dehydrated yourself.
I plan to be the best little girl I can be tomorrow and until I have to break for the parental units dictating my life or if I have to drive and truly fear the darkness will wrap it's cold arms around my goose bumpy body. All the way from my cold little toes to my ankles to my knees to my whale sized thighs to my bulbous hips to my reasonable ribcage to my far-from-shy collar bones to my bloody acidic poison ridden throat straight into my pale-for-the-mixed-girl's face.
It's freezing this year, coldest winter we've had in a while. Usually, we can't manage snow until maybe January. December 4 and it's at least 1.5inches. For the semi-south, this is mind blowing. The rednecks will die off faster though. They scare me on the road, can't stand driving. I always feel like my life will be taken any second.
I'm going to freeze so hard my organs will use up all my fat to wrap themselves in blankets and they'll shiver so long all the fat will be burned away, eaten, destroyed by my will power.
Winter winds, wisp me away.
Skinny thoughts <3
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