Chelsea Jean. 20 years old. ISFJ.
Absolutely entirely in love with my
skinny Noodle boy.
fat [and loving it]. feedee. gainer. ommetaphobic. human. broken.
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I really love sex with Michael. I wish it could last for a few hours…xhsacucuci lvxtzychcwyvichc unnnnffff fat sex is so hot!!!
UGH fuck nuggets -_-
Yesterday Cacique bras were buy one get one free
and so of course, today, when I finally decide that I want to get some the sale has changed to buy two get one free.
again I say fuck nuggets
how do people fatshion and still pay, like, rent and groceries?
And also, how do megadeathfats find cute stuff on ASOS Curve and Torrid and stuff because I’m only around a 32/4x/5x and everything I can find that I can even imagine fitting me is either frumpy looking as hell or costs a gall bladder and five goats or BOTH
EDUCATE ME IN YOUR WAYS
I need to find a dress that fits me for my little sister’s wedding soon that won’t cost my whole paycheck. Ugh. I need help. :(
I want to go to a buffet and eat until I’m so full my belly strains against the fabric of my skirt and then go home and get soft, squeezing, teasing belly rubs and little jiggles that turn into bigger jiggles and pulling and kissing and rubbing and dsaklfjak;lvjlk;as;lfdsajl;a I have been feeling so frustratingly small lately and I just want to feel full and enormous and beautiful.
And then get railed.
Guess what I did today, guys? Jrydhxnfkfjdjdywhwydifpgphjdtqydidufjdhdkffihphpjpbkcnsgqysrsysrzhduvysmlcuflgkrlwkreotkdkckvjznxncnxkgpfi
It was 2748461860575% even better than I imagined. :3
I just drank a milkshake and got really horny thinking about how I’m only a pound away from my first goal…
good feedee night :3
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I want to get pizza but I don’t want to pay for it.
and if I get pizza then I’ll want wings, too.
but that would cost even more. -sigh- life.
So Michael and I went to Red Lobster for lunch/dinner (technically the first meal of the day). Our waitress was really sweet and cute. :] I got so much food, and I ate almost all of it. My belly is so happy. I wish I’d gotten a picture of it when I was super-full…unf.
I got the fried calamari appetizer (jkdfla;kjfdl;ajvkl;da that calamari though), and then the 4-course meal. I mean, 4 courses for 15.99 is pretty good.
I went with the creamy potato bacon soup, a regular house salad with red wine vinaigrette, and I got Key Lime Pie for dessert (which is sitting in my fridge, awaiting the moment when I decide it should be devoured.)
But the main course was this beautifully wood-grilled pork chop with peach bourbon glaze and a spicy apple compote, with a side of garlic mashed potatoes and some steamed broccoli. I mean…I was in tastebud heaven. I would gladly bathe in the peach bourbon glaze. It’s good on literally everything. And the waitress told me that I can request it on things even though it’s not on the menu! And the mashed potatoes were so creamy and good, not overpoweringly garlicky.
And I’m pretty sure I’ll be getting pizza tonight. Probably late tonight. But overall it’s been a pretty fantastic self-care day. I needed it. And at 10 am tomorrow, I get a massage!
I’ll probably do a face mask tonight just because it will feel good.
tl;dr Red Lobster is delicious and I am a happy fatty today. :]