Thirty views from Turkey.
I feel slightly in some dangerous position.
Fucking middle east guys, never trust anyone.
Anyway, I just wanted to say something random, because I'm watching now "Why I HATE Being Fat!" of Jess SG, and I was super excited because that I actually recognized the shirt.
I'm super proud of any tiny bit of knowledge that I own, so it made me happy.
These new things start to freak me out because I'm relating to them.
I love my body (I'm even enjoying wearing some of my tighter shirts from time to time, Firkin is not good, Firkin is fucking great), I'm happy, and I'm starting to fall again.
I mean, it's not a major fall, I know that on the first of September (if school would actually start as planned and Hamas won't make it rain rockets again) I'd probably return to "Food is going to ruini everything, remember how good you did when you fasted? And it'd be better near the other skinny chicks, and most importantly, puberty-stricken girls would feel slightly jealous, and hopefully Yali would want to slit her wrists, I just can't believe that I went to a level where I wish her to have this, I mean, am I going worse? This curse isn't that bad as other stuff that I wished...) I'd fall so badly that it'll be ridiculous.
Oh well, I'm just wondering now about her shirt fit.
I like using guy fit, which my mother described as a "sack", and I definitely need some more.
She wore the girl fit, with a circle neck.
It's weird for me.
I just don't like these short sleeves, they are restricting, and... I wonder now if in The Society their clothes were sleeve tight fit.
I don't remember much of the first book when it comes to clothes, except from brown clothing and black clothing... Or black clothing is of the aberrations and anomalies when they are at the border area?
Anyway, I hate such sleeves, I basically threw every single shirt that goes like this to the bottom right shelf of my closet, which is really uncomfortable to get to.
Too be honest, half of my complaints of Why I Hate Being Fat can also be in Why I Hate Puberty.
Main thing is that I can't wear my favourite dress (sighing from distant memories of this gorgeous piece of fabric) because of thinking that my arms look slightly too fat, and that my collarbones aren't showing enough, but the main problem is the acne-like pimples.
And quite a big reason that I sometimes get them, is because I'm sweating, and I'm sweating a lot, because through the school year, I'm really self concious about me sweating, so I wear a pullover to hide the nonexistent sweat marks, and it makes me sweat, and then the vicious cycle repeats itself.
Oh, I want to share with you something that I saw on Stips, there was a tip suggested, and it said "What is Bankruptcy?" and I looked at the picture that accompanied it, and I just was like "Explain why would you put that damn photo?" which is that:
Am I the only one who sees fucking cuts?
Oh well, good night friends.
May I be wrong and Hamas won't attack by the first of September.
I feel slightly in some dangerous position.
Fucking middle east guys, never trust anyone.
Anyway, I just wanted to say something random, because I'm watching now "Why I HATE Being Fat!" of Jess SG, and I was super excited because that I actually recognized the shirt.
I'm super proud of any tiny bit of knowledge that I own, so it made me happy.
These new things start to freak me out because I'm relating to them.
I love my body (I'm even enjoying wearing some of my tighter shirts from time to time, Firkin is not good, Firkin is fucking great), I'm happy, and I'm starting to fall again.
I mean, it's not a major fall, I know that on the first of September (if school would actually start as planned and Hamas won't make it rain rockets again) I'd probably return to "Food is going to ruini everything, remember how good you did when you fasted? And it'd be better near the other skinny chicks, and most importantly, puberty-stricken girls would feel slightly jealous, and hopefully Yali would want to slit her wrists, I just can't believe that I went to a level where I wish her to have this, I mean, am I going worse? This curse isn't that bad as other stuff that I wished...) I'd fall so badly that it'll be ridiculous.
Oh well, I'm just wondering now about her shirt fit.
I like using guy fit, which my mother described as a "sack", and I definitely need some more.
She wore the girl fit, with a circle neck.
It's weird for me.
I just don't like these short sleeves, they are restricting, and... I wonder now if in The Society their clothes were sleeve tight fit.
I don't remember much of the first book when it comes to clothes, except from brown clothing and black clothing... Or black clothing is of the aberrations and anomalies when they are at the border area?
Anyway, I hate such sleeves, I basically threw every single shirt that goes like this to the bottom right shelf of my closet, which is really uncomfortable to get to.
Too be honest, half of my complaints of Why I Hate Being Fat can also be in Why I Hate Puberty.
Main thing is that I can't wear my favourite dress (sighing from distant memories of this gorgeous piece of fabric) because of thinking that my arms look slightly too fat, and that my collarbones aren't showing enough, but the main problem is the acne-like pimples.
And quite a big reason that I sometimes get them, is because I'm sweating, and I'm sweating a lot, because through the school year, I'm really self concious about me sweating, so I wear a pullover to hide the nonexistent sweat marks, and it makes me sweat, and then the vicious cycle repeats itself.
Oh, I want to share with you something that I saw on Stips, there was a tip suggested, and it said "What is Bankruptcy?" and I looked at the picture that accompanied it, and I just was like "Explain why would you put that damn photo?" which is that:
Am I the only one who sees fucking cuts?
Oh well, good night friends.
May I be wrong and Hamas won't attack by the first of September.
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