i don't think i've felt more depressed.

An uncle of mine once told my mom that he thought I was stuck up and that I thought I was too pretty. This was kind of shattering. I've had low self-esteem and have been overweight for almost twenty-five years now, how is this possible? I understand how being quiet can come off as being snobby, but why make these judgements about family and ( Read more... )

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So, I think I might do this. These days might not be consecutive and maybe that defeats the purpose of this exercise, but I'm going to give it a go.

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anyone on here have a tumblr? let's be tumblr pals. i'm teethytash.

what's with all these pretty girls and ugly dudes? my bf is hot, what's wrong with yours?
(i'm sorry)

yesterday, lane and i were sitting in the chairs at borders, him reading and me sewing. sitting in those tapestry-esque seats next to each other made me feel like an old couple. him reading, me needle-pointing, all we needed was a rug, dog and fireplace. too cute.

why can't they make manly white leather driving mocs for my womanly sized foot?
srsly, my feet are small (compared to men) but not dainty (compared to most women).

gimme somethin' in between!
i promise i will wear these shoes all year round.
i don't care 'bout labor day!

I had a romantic-but-not-romantic dream last night about this boy that was in my ME classes that reminded me of Andrew Kenny but wasn't like Andrew Kenny at all. I remember he smelled good.

Pretty weird 'cause I haven't seen that kid or AK in (at least) a year.
Must be the myspace blogs I've read about AK's The Wooden Birds show.