I literally cannot handle how fat I am.
Bf wants to go get gelato today. I'm like, wtf? Hopefully complaining about my period enough will throw him off that idea, or at least involving me in it. =)
We have all this delicious bread here (handmade white bread, white bread with soft chocolate pieces in it, homemade soft garlic bread) and I'm like, I want to eat ALL OF IT.
Then I look at my thighs.
And I'm not hungry anymore.
But I can make myself tea, so everything's okay. <3
My thoughts are really scattered right now. I'm sorry.
Btw welcome to my new blog. XD Thanks for following! <3