Even at a fucking music festival in the middle of nowhere, I managed to spend insane amounts of money on wine, and then food because drunk = carefree, at least to me.
I think I might develop alcoholism in order to combat my semi-eating disorder. Then I could be fat, drunk and happy with it, instead of fat, sober and seriously shite.
- E.
- I love eating. It's a shame it makes me want to cut off great fat slices of myself. I try to cheer up by bitching, having sex and drinking tea.
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