Quitter

Pro’s of quitting smoking:

– I don’t have smokers breath anymore

– My clothes and anything I lean on have stopped smelling like someone burned me alive

– There’s more room in my bag for idk, whatever little space a cigarette box takes up

– Everyone is so proud of me

Cons:

– My skin has been going through these horrible break outs

– My teeth have turned yellow! eek

– I GAINED SO MUCH WEIGHT

– I have to deal with uncomfortable social situations now

– I’ve become a raging hormonal bitch

– I am always hungry or eating┬áJUST BECAUSE

– I’ve lost the “sexy” in my voice

So in general, I really don’t know if there’s more good or bad in all of this. On the brighter side, I won’t die of lung cancer… instead I’ll die from something else. Ultimately, I will die however. Not cuz of cigarettes. But I’ll still die.

xx,

Fat Issa

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Even our silence is heavy.

So she asked him,
“Baby, aren’t you tired of not loving me? Because I’m getting tired of asking you to. ”

And he looked at her with an empty stare, so empty that he didn’t even have to say the words that would validate it all.

And that’s when she learned to never ask questions with answers you’re not ready for.

All Time Low

So this is what depression feels like. Everything is pretty much fucked up in my life, but at least I’ve got blogging. That’s always been pretty good for me.