If I saw you now I’d tackle hug you. I want to always be with you. I would build a celiac friendly restaurant just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be Knock Three Times. We could hip thrust under the stars. Love, Small Brown Mexican (P.S. sjkbadjadbvjadvbadjv) (I had to split in two because it was too long. :P)
Today is one of those days where I feel that I would be better off just playing in traffic. I tried to go to the mall and that adventure ended fifteen minutes later with me in tears because I felt so gross and ugly and I hated myself too much to be around people. I really hate being afraid to be around people. It seems like every time I am in a social situation I have to get away as fast as possible because I always end up having a panic attack…ugh…I hate today.