from "memento mori" to a phoenix rising
sickness to recovery

Monday, June 20, 2011

summer

basically means I'm home, being forced to eat.

I am disgusting.  I need to get a life, to get perfect before I can visit the boy at his beach job.

Yes, girls, I managed to get a boyfriend with a beach job.  Looking like this.  Um, ew.

Things need to change.

Still 97/98, but it has to go down.

1 comment:

  1. Aw summer romance! I wish you the best.
    97 sounds lovely... I'm 100% sure you aren't anywhere close to Ew.
    xoxox
    stay strong and beautiful.

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