if you go out of your way to make someone feel like shit about their body or mind especially after they have been working hard to love themselves to recovery, piece by piece, you are literally a sub-human piece of shit
"i dont have my tablet so i can’t draw"
"why don’t you just use your mouse???"
Eating all that Filipino food actually made me feel more refreshed (despite all the oil and fried stuff)! Plus dancing the Tinikling again and aaaaaa
I guess sometimes it’s good to go back to your roots when you’re feeling confused about who you are ^.^ I feel way more secure now (despite all this bloating!)
I KEEP LOOKING AT MY KNUCKLES AND I’M GONNA HAVE THE COOLEST FUCKING CALLOUSES