pixietom

I almost got in a fight with my body, but then it ended up in some friendly cuddling.
I need to get laid. I'm going crazy.









I might try and engage in some 'self-love' who knows.
I thought my undies were cute, so I thought I'd show them off.
I feel amazing. I let out the final bit of my demons. I let it all out. Though I forgot so much at the same time. It feels good. I needed to be done and I'm done. I'm never going back. And that's the best part.

I've lost three pounds and I don't know how... I'm not worried, but just really surprised.