my life seems to be moving forward. i have a real job that i enjoy, and i plan on keeping it for a while. i will soonn start to slowly pay my credit card bills down, and feel somewhat accomplished as a human being. i even have a demanding social life.
so why do i feel like i want to cry? it's all good stress, and so far i can successfully handle my life. i'm confused that everything is going in a direction that i am not used to in the slightest. i'm lonely. in some weird way. i have chubby cheeks and i hate it. it's not cute. it just makes me look fat. the pictures i post are flattering, but i don't think i'm that cute. i'm not great.
so why do i feel like i want to cry? it's all good stress, and so far i can successfully handle my life. i'm confused that everything is going in a direction that i am not used to in the slightest. i'm lonely. in some weird way. i have chubby cheeks and i hate it. it's not cute. it just makes me look fat. the pictures i post are flattering, but i don't think i'm that cute. i'm not great.
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this is how i look at it: once we start getting old and all our friends start looking old, we will look the most youthful because chubby cheeks is one of those things found mainly on adorable toddlers.
(but i can completely understand how our (adorable) chubby-cheek-curse could get you in a sour mood, a majority of my crummy days are worsened by my chubby cheeks.)