10:46pm

my posts used to be "am". but now they are "pm". i don't know why i post at night now. but i do. better than not posting at all, i suppose. &i do like waking up to find comments in my email inbox (i get email notifications just in case someone finds my blog&i have to delete it...that way i can still find you guys. yeah, paranoid.) so...i don't have much to say. i'm finding that all i look okay in are hoodies&other oversized things. like the shirt i have on now. it looks like this:

excuse the bedhead. i didn't do much today. not that i ever do much lately. i do leave the house at least once a day&go to the park. i either run or i walk. either way, i'm told sunshine helps with zombieness. (depression seems like a gritty word.) despite my ginormosaurus size i feel small..&cold&useless. like all that hope i had, has been used up&now maybe i can cry. except not...cause crying is stupid. today was okay except surprise's skin is getting worse. it looks like demodectic mange. i hope i'm wrong cause i'm broke. &spinolio came in with a cut on her face. below her nose&above her mouth. it's small. but bloody. i'm tired of playing vet. i'm tired. i want to go to sleep&fall into the coldness that seems to follow me. i'm kind of done. but tomorrow i have things to do. people to hang out with. cheers for a much-practiced fake smile.

thinspo:

or:

again with the matching. school spirit is great, but please don't wear those shorts again, fatass. stay strong, lovelies.

xoxo

zette