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Im curvy
thick thighs and a chubby waist
I fucking love food
im vegetarian
slowly going vegan
slowly going raw vegan
but ill never give up sushi
im a health nut
i work out 3+ times a week
I love pushing myself
one day I wanna run marathons
and rock climb
and go fishing
I love to read
I like reading about boring things
like the environment
cook books etc
I love to cook
I also love to clean
I love babies
not the cute parts
but the burping them
changing diapers
feeding them
getting them to stop crying
everything about babies
im practically the worlds best wife
I wish I could be pregnant
but that’s dumb I suppose
I don’t get along with people that aren’t of my own race
I know that sounds racist
but I’ve never gotten along with an Asian
but whatever I don’t really care its not an issue I guess
I was mistreated by a lot of Asians when I was little
I was mistreated by a lot of people when I was little
because I was different
but I guess we all do so whatever
when I moved away from my childhood home at the age of ten
I hit a 2 year long period of depression
no one noticed
I blamed my sadness on giving away my dog
but I suppose there was an underlying problem
whatever it was
I think I was lonely
something
I do a lot of things
music
which im not very good at
and have recently given up on all together
art
which I suppose if I had to choose It would be the thing I would go to school for but 1) I don’t think I have enough range (which im working on) and 2) I cant do art when demanded I have dry spells etc. like right now im going though a week long spell because talking about art school terrified me and now I guess im making it worse for myself.
Photography
which I don’t find particularly hard or tedious it just came really natural for me you know I don’t know how to develop color photos because they cancelled photo 3+4 at school and now I have digital photo which is pretty alright because I like Mr. K but I had a dream I killed him the other night so that was weird
writing
after drawing, writing was the second thing I loved when I got into my depression I wrote always, sadly I have lost a lot of my work from then because I didn’t think it had any value, I write primarily poems
culinary
I love food and making it but I have never considered it as a career.
Mostly I bake pies.
I wish I could be a doctor
if there was one thing I would love to do it would be that
helping people
because for one being an artist is very selfish
and all I want to do is to give
and also save the world
I thikn I have no future I think im a failure at practically everything I do
I am always second best
second choice
second choice
im glad I got rid of a lot of evils in my life
I have the most loving boyfriend in the world
I love him more than anything
I am so lucky
he makes me feel lucky
also he has a car
I got a car the other day
im so happy
its an old Lexus
electric windows, cd player, awesome sound system, moon roof, power steering like butter, its black
its perfect
it’s a million times better than rickys car (my bf)
im running out of gas
thick thighs and a chubby waist
I fucking love food
im vegetarian
slowly going vegan
slowly going raw vegan
but ill never give up sushi
im a health nut
i work out 3+ times a week
I love pushing myself
one day I wanna run marathons
and rock climb
and go fishing
I love to read
I like reading about boring things
like the environment
cook books etc
I love to cook
I also love to clean
I love babies
not the cute parts
but the burping them
changing diapers
feeding them
getting them to stop crying
everything about babies
im practically the worlds best wife
I wish I could be pregnant
but that’s dumb I suppose
I don’t get along with people that aren’t of my own race
I know that sounds racist
but I’ve never gotten along with an Asian
but whatever I don’t really care its not an issue I guess
I was mistreated by a lot of Asians when I was little
I was mistreated by a lot of people when I was little
because I was different
but I guess we all do so whatever
when I moved away from my childhood home at the age of ten
I hit a 2 year long period of depression
no one noticed
I blamed my sadness on giving away my dog
but I suppose there was an underlying problem
whatever it was
I think I was lonely
something
I do a lot of things
music
which im not very good at
and have recently given up on all together
art
which I suppose if I had to choose It would be the thing I would go to school for but 1) I don’t think I have enough range (which im working on) and 2) I cant do art when demanded I have dry spells etc. like right now im going though a week long spell because talking about art school terrified me and now I guess im making it worse for myself.
Photography
which I don’t find particularly hard or tedious it just came really natural for me you know I don’t know how to develop color photos because they cancelled photo 3+4 at school and now I have digital photo which is pretty alright because I like Mr. K but I had a dream I killed him the other night so that was weird
writing
after drawing, writing was the second thing I loved when I got into my depression I wrote always, sadly I have lost a lot of my work from then because I didn’t think it had any value, I write primarily poems
culinary
I love food and making it but I have never considered it as a career.
Mostly I bake pies.
I wish I could be a doctor
if there was one thing I would love to do it would be that
helping people
because for one being an artist is very selfish
and all I want to do is to give
and also save the world
I thikn I have no future I think im a failure at practically everything I do
I am always second best
second choice
second choice
im glad I got rid of a lot of evils in my life
I have the most loving boyfriend in the world
I love him more than anything
I am so lucky
he makes me feel lucky
also he has a car
I got a car the other day
im so happy
its an old Lexus
electric windows, cd player, awesome sound system, moon roof, power steering like butter, its black
its perfect
it’s a million times better than rickys car (my bf)
im running out of gas