you ladies are the masters of compliments. made me smile. today i got coffee with a friend. she calls me her little sister. we've had pretty much the same life so she listens without judging&gives realistic advice. after that i was feeling low so i drove over to the marina by the boat launch. took my ipod, headphones, lighter, cigarettes, phone&keys. sat on a log&smoked. listened to my skinny playlist. sat there for 20 minutes or so. the guy from the boat shop, probably around my age, came out with a bag of bread scraps. "to feed the ducks. pretty as a picture but you look sad. thought it might cheer you up." what a sweetie. i like that there are still sweet people around. left the marina, went to the park. stepped down the old trail, sat on the bridge&smoked another cigarette while i held back mysterious tears. i just feel so grey lately.
here, snow melts before it hits the ground. calm down. &don't wear leggings as pants. stay strong today, lovelies.
xoxo
zette
p.s. my friend offered me medifast stuff. nutrients to keep my healthy&to help me lose weight. but i don't want to just be thin, i want to be sick. i'm crazy.
You are pretty as a picture. He's right.
ReplyDeleteThat reminds me, I need to buy cigarettes. God, my parents would kill me if they knew.
You aren't as crazy as you think you are. Or maybe you are, maybe we all are. But I don't think we are. Everyone else are the crazy ones. I don't even know that that sentence was grammatically correct, but oh well.
your legs are tiny, just like the rest of you.
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