I want to lose weight.
I want to lose weight.
I want to lose weight so badly.


Why does this keep haunting me?


Sometimes I don't think it will ever go away, or ever can.
Especially since I'm clearly not underweight in any way... so what would it hurt me to lose a few pounds?
A few solitary pounds?

I mean, please.
It's not like I'm going to die if I do it or anything.


The seriousness of all of my shit is way, way overrated, you know that.
It really is.