I'm in the car with my mom on the way to the doctors right now.
I'm already regretting even saying I need to go to the doctor.
But fuck, my eyes look like Hell.
They look better now than they did this morning though...
Huh, I wonder if the doctor guy will think we're dumbasses for rushing to the doctor for something so stupid.
"OH, DOCTOR; my eyelids are dry and crackly!"
"Ever heard of lotion, dumbfuck?"
"It burns when I put lotion on it!"
"Then leave them alone! Holyshit."
LOL. What a lovely conversation.
....Do you have to stand on the scale every time you go to the doctor?
I hate this, hate it hate it hate it.
I don't want a damn lecture about my damn weight.
I KNOW I'M FAT! YOU DON'T NEED TO TELL ME!
"...But, Mr. Doctor, did you know the only thing I've eaten so far today is a cookie and a half, that a friend gave me? And I felt DISGUSTING for an hour afterwards? And that's the only thing I plan on eating today."
So stuff that in your dumb face; I'M WORKING ON IT.
One day I'll be thin, maybe.
Suck on thaatttt.