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Trying to find something to eat in the mall food court literally feels like fucking torture and I’m so angry at myself for not eating at home this morning.
I guess I’m just going to get a $15 banana and green tea at the bookstore cafe and sulk with all my might and hope that it eventually makes me somehow skinny and full *at the same time*
I wish you could see me right now. I’m rolling my eyes.
|Niece:||I thought of an idea for a Halloween costume: A cute scarecrow!|
|Me:||like, a "sexy" scarecrow?|
|Niece:||umm...no. I'm 15. So it's "cute" scarecrow.|
Went to cassadaga this week with my best friends and had a reading done by a psychic medium.
It was a little spooky, but more than anything it kind of felt like going to therapy, but cheaper and more exciting.