*goes to Coachella in a white linen suit like an antebellum lawyer, sweating profusely and dabbing at my forehead with a handkerchief* now, I’m no fancy scientist, but would you folk know where a simple gentleman such as myself could obtain some acid? Now, I’m no big city lawyer, but could any of you fine youths point a country boy such as myself in the direction of some fucking acid?
Ready to go full on black swan before dance. I hate looking in the mirror and hating what I see. No matter how active I am in my personal life or what I eat I’m still pudgey. I have the technique and skill set to be in a professional company but I definitely don’t have the aesthetic. Basically, it’s time to start starving myself again and purging when I decide to be a fat fat fatass fat fatass ;). ALSO my ankle STILL isn’t healed and I STILL don’t have health insurance so let’s see if I can continue this degree past fall :-)
All right ladies let’s spiral into a debilitating school year of harmful habits 🤡
