she was named "bad andy" after me. crawled up to my front door, drenched with rain at 2 in the morning. i was out somewhere, who knows where...that was five years ago. i call her fatsy cline.



took this yesterday. i love nude pictures in the bathroom in front of the mirror. no makeup on, insomnia, pain that has come back and again i have to go to the doctor. this time i refuse to cover it up, i'm sober and i just want to get rid of whatever it is that is trying so hard to tear apart my body. i won't even take a fucking tylenol. i'm in a little bit of a rotten mood here, but this is me at 4am. gained a little weight back, well 5lbs to me is a lot when you are so tiny to begin with....too many hormone changes with all that is going on. *sigh* i am horribly self conscience right now, and all the messages about my latest set looking like a holocaust victim isn't exactly helping. sometimes i hate the jerks that are members here....isn't this suppose to be about NOT being the girl next door playboy model and being yourself...fat or thin, big tits or small tits. well fuck you, you make me not want to be a part of this place anymore...when i could be sharing my fucking amazing beautiful self with people who do not judge.