Fail

I can never make it. Fuck me. Fuck.

I was doing so so sooo well. My stomach was growling and it felt good. Then someone said something about Bruegger's (the most amazing bagels in the entire world). I was so happy until I caved. They knew I didn't eat breakfast. They pushed me and nudged me right to Bruegger's. Right to the 320 cal plain bagel with 90 cal cream cheese. Right to the tortilla chips that someone had left out at play practice. Right to the Tantalizing Croissant.

My friend, my skinny, size-00-is-too-big-for-her friend was at play practice with her boyfriend. He kept picking her up, all 95 pounds of her. It made me want to cry, because no guy can lift my fat ass, no one would want to.

Naturally skinny people bug the crap out of me (no offense). Especially the ones who say to me, "Oh my God, I HATE being so skinny. I wish I could just gain some weight. Like I feel so shitty being skinny."

I want to scream at them, "I WANT TO HAVE A BODY LIKE YOURS. STOP TAKING IT FOR FUCKING GRANTED."

I'm so messed up it's not even funny.