February 2008

Welcome to me.

You're a pathetic piece of shit.If you're wondering if I'm talking to you...yes, I am. YOU.You've wasted your entire pathetic life. During your selfish miserable existence you've done nothing but disappoint your family and people who try to love you.

I'm not trying to be funny. I'm expressing genuine concerns. I'm a man with flaws and I'd like to anonymously seek the advice of others. I realize I'm not going to get the best advice in the world in the general forum on FCP...but I make bad decisions pretty much everywhere so this is just one more.I don't know how an account can be fake. Pretty sure its real or I wouldn't be able to post.Ok my dog does limp, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the cause of it.

My unsatisfied anger is connected to my growing ass. I think I eat when I'm angry, I eat why I'm depressed, I eat when I'm happy. I need to stop eating because of my emotions.

Aw man I would love to. At Rite Aid there was a bum that could be smelled from 10 feet away who asked me for change...woulda been perfect. Damn society.

Or Zara?

How do you stop yourself?So many things set me off. Today I went out to Rite Aid to buy some ibuprofen (I get headaches) and some Rolaids, and when I was driving along up ahead I see a fire truck with its lights on heading in my direction. No problem, I'll just pull over to the side of the road and stop while it passes, because it's the proper (and lawful) thing to do. The car directly in front of me pulls over, and the car directly behind me pulls over...everything is fine, until, some stupid mother fucker comes from behind us passes us all, and then the dipshit MAKES A LEFT TURN IN FRONT OF

Use your imagination.

Charlotte Holmes here.It's nobody's fault but my own. I just have to have more willpower.

I'm too fucking fat.My girl is in the shower right now and I would love to go in there and fuck her, but I think I've gotten too fat to have sex standing up without it being awkward. God dammit.Don't let yourselves get fat, kids.