so remember that one time i worked out all the time?
or that other time where i ate super healthy?
OR that insane time that i stopped drinking?
oh, and remember when i put them all together and did that crazy thing where i tried to basically live a not-so-toxic life?
well i fell off the wagon. because now my life revolves around stuff like this:
so i should probably do something about it.
and i should probably stop polishing off jars of pickles in my friend’s homes.
and maybe i should stop laying on the couch so much.
or eating 6 bomb pops in one sitting.
or thinking that i should use that terrible sugary lemonade from the local gas station as vodka mixer.
OR day-dreaming about carbs and starch all day.
i guess what i’m saying is that i need to stop being such a damn pile of garbage.
so here goes nothing.
PS. i thought this was funny. but instead of water – maybe it’s vodka (which is the very thing that isn’t helping my fat ass).