cookie

i’ve lost 5 pounds in the last week or so. as soon as i noticed this i subconsciously tried to gain it all back. no soda, and absolutely no eating filets at midnight.

working at outback isn’t helping my case. 17 different seasonings on every steak? we just got fanta orange soda put in the damn fountain, too.

i use to work out. now i just fuck. if i could just fuck away 10 more pounds, i’ll be content. (subconsciously)

me too

“1 day i really hope u marry me!”

melissa wrote this on my arm on valentines day. i hope so too. i think the only time we really fight is when we drink. we bicker and then make up. i think we do it just so have something to make up over, and we’re drunk enough to actually think that it’s a good idea.