I'm not planning on posting tomorrow. That's why I'm posting again. I have some plans tomorrow. That means I will read and comment on blogs as much as I can and fill out as many job apps as I can but I really do not think I will have time to post. If I do it will be short. Besides my life is usually boring. Today has been boring. J wants me to go to one of his friend's 21st birthday party. I'm pretty sure he just doesn't have a ride. But I suppose he may actually want me to go. It's about 2 1/2 hours away. J said he would pay for gas. So I guess I'm going. I'm hoping I don't get drunk and sick. My mom was like "you can go as long as you don't do two things." SO I'm like "don't get pregnant and don't get arrested" which I have been pregnant (and had a baby) but I have never been arrested. I've done illegal things but I just never got caught. And my mom was like "right and don't get stupid drunk either" and of course stupid drunk results in either pregnancy or getting arrested 99% of the time according to the statistics I just made up for that fact. I'm hoping that there is like dancing or something that will burn off like a shit ton of calories. It would be nice anyway. It's one of those things that could result in a gain.
Tonight also has a good chance of resulting in a gain. Everyone is going to be shocked by this I'm sure. I do not eat salad. I do not like lettuce or dressing. My parents would find it quite off if I was to order a salad. They would suspect that I have an eating disorder or something. My dad's friend hasn't seen me since I weighed like 117 so I'm hoping he doesn't say anything about my weight. If anything, he would probably say something about my hair not being red. He calls me Red. He may or may not know my first name. Not sure. Either way, he already knows I'm fucked up in the head. I met him when I was in Colorado. My parents went out there to get me out of a mental facility and we spent a day with my dad's friend in Estes Park and the surrounding areas. My dad's friend owns a house in the western Illinois area and one in Colorado. I'm sure he found out that I was fucked up in the head when my parents came to get me. I can't imagine him not asking why my parents were going out to Colorado to get there daughter. Well enough of that. You don't need to now just how fucked up I am... At least not yet. How about thinspo?
Did I already post this one? ^^ If I did oh well.
Maybe the picture is just everywhere. I know I've seen it several times before. Tumblr mainly. Maybe other blogs too?