It’s bad. Im pushing 200lbs (193 i think) , which is the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life. My lowest was 159lbs as far as I remember. Its a month and a day into the school year, and I plan on losing 60lbs this year by April. Thats 8 months from now. Thats before spring break, that’s before Prom, thats before college. I have to do it.

I don’t know how but I always fall off track but I’m going to make sure I don’t anymore. When I fall off track, I’m going to get right back on. When I fall off track, I’m like oh well, i fucked it up anyways, mine as well eat this taco. But no more. I’m tired of being bigger than my boyfriend, and Im tired of having this ass that everyone talks about. I’m getting a breast reduction soon, so that will probably slow down the weight loss because I wont be able to work out much, but I’ll eat less and I’ll walk more and stuff. And my breast probably weight 5 pounds eat. So yeah. 

I’m sick of being thick.

That’s it.