I was very naughty and ate my bodyweight in chocolate this week. In the time span of three days.
Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating just a little bit and I didn’t eat 60kg in chocolate, but it certainly felt like it. 361 more words
As ever, brilliant. I want to share my laundry with the world too - and if that stops me from getting jobs or I lose a few friends - fuck them! I'm enough as I am, and my depression isn't going to ever disappear - it's part of who I am and I have to deal with that. So if it makes you feel uncomfortable that I'm depressed - you can just go ahead and leave my life - because I don't need you. I have enough on my plate.