“How do I handle the weight of the weight?”
I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve heard stories about great girls that turned psycho…
But if a man does any of the aforementioned, he’s sweet.
I want to live, love, feast, write, help, talk, listen, laugh with my whole heart, which I can’t really do when I’m busy worrying about my stomach.
“I couldn’t live with myself, if I didn’t even try.”
Something about Tinder started to feel so contrived (yes it took me a while to figure that out), and a little bit awkward.