I guess I'll write to show that I'm still alive ( Read more... )

Damn, Chipotle and real Mexican restaurants have spoiled me! Taco Bell just doesn't cut it for me anymore, unless I want to get STUFFED for relatively cheap. And what Taco Bell has and a real restaurant doesn't is a handy calculator to tell me I just consumed 1830 calories of their food. A crunch wrap supreme, and two grilled stuft burritos. I ( Read more... )

The internet feels lonely. Where is everyone? I've searched around and found little activity. Nobody on livejournal is posting much. If all of the activity has moved somewhere else, I'd like to know where that is. I'm getting a little annoyed with the state of things. I can find plenty of internet activity having to do with size acceptance, ( Read more... )

I know, I deleted my journal for a week... I'm back now, though. All is well, mostly. I'll write soon.

A couple of hours ago I went out in my sport shorts, t-shirt, and tennis shoes to go work out. But I came right back home within 15 minutes. I had absolutely no motivation today! I'm not tired, though... just lazy. I went over to the gym without much interest in exercising, thinking I would just force myself into it and that I would enjoy it ( Read more... )

I don't like big chairs... They make me feel small. I want to be able to fill the entire space of the chair I'm sitting in... and beyond.

I used to be confused about my sexuality. I thought I liked boys all of my life, but a few years ago that simple preference was thrown out of orbit when I began to find myself attracted to other girls, always fat ones with bellies, and turned on by another female's weight gain. As I grew comfortable with it and because my primary interest in guys ( Read more... )

You know what I love? I love the feeling of full cheeks; when my cheeks are so full of food that I can't even begin to speak. It feels especially good with soft foods like pie and cheesecake. I like to take the biggest bite I can so that my cheeks are stuffed and chubby; slowly chew it all; then let it slide down my throat ( Read more... )

Help! I think I've literally turned into a sloth! I am now, however, sick of and disgusted with myself. Tomorrow, the first thing I do will be clean my room. There's nowhere left to walk, and my room has books, movies, paper, dirty clothes, dirty dishes, you name it, scattered all about it. It would be hard for anyone to imagine the extent to ( Read more... )

Okay, to start I have a simple recipe recommendation for everyone. This week my after school treat has consisted of one simple, yet delicious dish: vanilla bean ice cream topped with sliced bananas and almonds with warm caramel twirled all over. I think it might be even better if I could substitute the almonds for a thin, elegantly-styled cookie ( Read more... )