Lana Del Rey is killing me
Work is killing me
Being fat is killing me
Kiss me all before you go, summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
that baby, you're the best
Mid year moderation meeting at work. Turns out I'm the best of my group. Yet, there may be no place for promotions. Which I already did not get last year.
I'm fat. I'm ashamed of my fatness.
Just wanna go back to when I was 16 and skinny
Living in the UK summertime with Kat, who really was the best at that time.
I really really really feel miserable in my body. I wish I could just no longer care about work and focus on training and dieting.
I cannot die, because then I'd stay fat forever. Nothing scares me more.
Kat is gone, my sweet 16 are gone, the time when I was skinny's gone.
All that's left is this fat sitting on my belly, on my bootie, on my legs, every fucking where.
Work is killing me
Being fat is killing me
Kiss me all before you go, summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
that baby, you're the best
Mid year moderation meeting at work. Turns out I'm the best of my group. Yet, there may be no place for promotions. Which I already did not get last year.
I'm fat. I'm ashamed of my fatness.
Just wanna go back to when I was 16 and skinny
Living in the UK summertime with Kat, who really was the best at that time.
I really really really feel miserable in my body. I wish I could just no longer care about work and focus on training and dieting.
I cannot die, because then I'd stay fat forever. Nothing scares me more.
Kat is gone, my sweet 16 are gone, the time when I was skinny's gone.
All that's left is this fat sitting on my belly, on my bootie, on my legs, every fucking where.
1 comment:
Come visit me and relax in my blanet fort and we can walk the fat off with all the walking tracks around town.
Please? I'm so sick of my flabby legs I want to gnaw it off.
*huggles*
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