No More Runnin'

I have a problem with being vain. Not towards other people…only to regarding myself. I constantly think about the things I would change and how I would change them. I’m never satisfied with myself. I get jealous of pretty girls with thick hair and thin waists. I cry in bed sometimes when I think about my hair thinning. 

I find myself skimming through old pictures on Facebook and thinking to myself, “I was prettier then. I had thicker hair and better skin.” I always compare myself to others and scoff at compliments. Even losing 20 pounds didn’t change things.

But why? I found a wonderful man who loves me for who I am and what I look like. He loves my American thighs and big butt. Hair loss doesn’t concern him and when I cry he tells me I’m beautiful. I don’t understand why I feel this way, it just happens. I wish I knew how to get past those trivial things that don’t affect who I am as a person.

Hmph.

because of his impeccable driving skills. It’s amazing the amount of damage the city of Los Angeles can suffer in one investigation. 

It’s HOT outside. Guess it’s time to start shaving my legs.

These jalapeno pickles are doing backflips in my stomach. What’s the deal with me feel sick around 3pm everyday? NOT COOL. Maybe there’s a carbon monoxide leak in the office…it wouldn’t surprise me. 

Or it could be the mixed berry Nutri-Grain bar my boss gave me. I always forgot how mediocre they are.

It’s the best feeling in the world.

I want to move into an apartment with hardwood flooring, a garden tub, open kitchen floor plan and walk in closet.

I dreamt I was at the Texas State Fair and dating Topherchris. The weirdest part was that my fiance was totally cool with sharing me. They even exchanged exploding high fives multiple times throughout the dream.

This is what happens when you stay home from work and watch too much “True Life” and “I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant”.