benni

eight minute abs... seven minutes... six? who would buy seven minute abs when six minute abs are sitting right... there?!

not me, my friend. no, not me.

my sister is getting married in october. ive never been in a wedding, and im slated to be the maid of honor. im excited, but at the same time, terrified. my sister is excruciatingly normal looking, and im scared that all wedding attendees who have never met me will be distracted from the ceremony because theyre too busy staring at the freak show maid of honor.

i cant wait. its going to be a fantastic day.

today i took a trip to the bridal shop to try on my dress, and to meet with the woman who does the alterations. the dress seemed larger than it did when i first tried it on; it felt like it was hovering around me, but not actually touching me, like a force field that could slip off at any moment and leave me standing fully nude in front of the seamstress.

she was amazing to watch... deftly pulling at the loose folds and pinning them this way and that... suddenly the dress was pinned into being a second, blood red skin....

amazing. i wish i could do the same with my body; pin it into the shape i want it and go. god, that would be convenient.

note to self: purchase magic pins.

and learn not to bleed when stuck by said pins.





ive been so scarce; checking in, i couldnt believe how many sets have gone up since i last looked at the site. i feel dazed, but im not sure why.

i miss interacting here. ive been lonely.

tell me something good. loan me a smile. and i'll loan you six minute abs.