I misspelled my name, just once though. It's not like I don't know how to spell my name or anything like that. Maybe one day someone will give me an oscelot. Fingers will definitely be crossed.
some days i love my body, whether i dress it up well or whether i’m admiring myself nude in the mirror
but other days i can’t stand the sight of this body of mine, and sometimes i poison it and i know i shouldn’t
i have a tendency to just eat when i feel down, angry or even bored - just all the time. and then i hate myself afterwards.
i get stuck. i’m torn between the version i love and hate about myself but they are the same.
DRose lookin like he had a flashback 😳😰