Fat And Happy

Chelsea Jean. 20 years old. ISFJ.
Proud Hufflepuff
Absolutely entirely in love with my
skinny Noodle boy.
fat [and loving it]. feedee. gainer. ommetaphobic. human. broken.
& beautiful.


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Oh my god

That sex just blew my mind I can’t even function

2 days ago on May/20/2013 at 02:54pm with 0 notesReblog
#cinemagram  #gif  #i didn't mean to post this  #love  #Michael 
Cine (Taken with Cinemagram)

Our Westley says, “Hello!” :3

Cine (Taken with Cinemagram)

Our Westley says, “Hello!” :3
1 week ago on May/13/2013 at 10:55pm with 6 notesReblog
#pun  #love  #Michael 
Michael asked “Is it sacrilege that we’re playing dominoes but waiting on Pizza Hut?”

Michael asked “Is it sacrilege that we’re playing dominoes but waiting on Pizza Hut?”

2 weeks ago on May/08/2013 at 11:37am with 1 noteReblog
#personal  #love  #Michael  #lust  #what even  #idk 
The dangers of giving me face combining software. I’ve laughed at this for a million minutes. My boyfriend’s face on my boyfriend’s torso. I got his permission to post this, don’t worry. I mean, other than the fact that he has eyes for nipples, you gotta admit I am one lucky marshmallow :3

The dangers of giving me face combining software. I’ve laughed at this for a million minutes. My boyfriend’s face on my boyfriend’s torso. I got his permission to post this, don’t worry. I mean, other than the fact that he has eyes for nipples, you gotta admit I am one lucky marshmallow :3

As stated many times, I desperately wish I had a vibrator right now.

#personal  #love  #lust  

I really love sex with Michael. I wish it could last for a few hours…xhsacucuci lvxtzychcwyvichc unnnnffff fat sex is so hot!!!

#fuck  #personal  #sex  #fat  #fat sex  #love  #Michael  #lust  

I can’t wait for cuddles when my Noodle gets home :3

1 month ago on April/09/2013 at 03:41pm with 121,042 notesReblog
#love  #Michael 
Michael goes from ‘yawny’ to ‘dreaming through the apocalypse’ in roughly 5 minutes. :P

Michael goes from ‘yawny’ to ‘dreaming through the apocalypse’ in roughly 5 minutes. :P

(Source: sarahlcomics)


Vanity post! I’m not always pretty and I’m completely okay with that. It was nice and warm today and that meant I had to work, of course. But I enjoyed a little of it outside and wanted to have a barbecue. Instead Noodle and I are having Applebee’s :3

Dying my hair what seems to be an intense neon red-orange but what the box claims will be “Dark Intense Auburn” as self care. My scalp will probably be stained for a while and so will our bathtub but I will scrub the tub if I have to and right now I couldn’t give two shits about my scalp. When I have seriously bad nights I eat a square of dark chocolate, listen to the entire Ring The Bells EP by Satellite and smoke one cigarette out of the carton I bought six months ago when I don’t readily have other drugs available to take my mind off things and so I did that and now I’m dying my hair. I feel like I probably won’t sleep much and I work 12:30-8 today which in WalMart time is a 6 1/2 hour shift.

It’s amazing to me that I go through these periods of really bad nights but my days at work when I’m distracted and overwhelmed with smaller problems actually seem to go rather nicely, probably because I’m so preoccupied with smaller things. If I had antidepressants I feel like I could feel that way all the time again. I could handle the bigger problems if they felt smaller.

I don’t make any sense, I know. I’m just ranting and dying my scalp the color of a fire engine.

I wish I could care more about stuff again and that I wouldn’t take so much of my life for granted. Maybe a week off of work and with people actually engaging in things every day will help me feel better enough.

I love my Noodle. He brought me Taco Bell and kisses because he knew it would make me feel better. :3

I wish I knew how to help him feel better. Blergh.

Dying my hair what seems to be an intense neon red-orange but what the box claims will be “Dark Intense Auburn” as self care. My scalp will probably be stained for a while and so will our bathtub but I will scrub the tub if I have to and right now I couldn’t give two shits about my scalp. When I have seriously bad nights I eat a square of dark chocolate, listen to the entire Ring The Bells EP by Satellite and smoke one cigarette out of the carton I bought six months ago when I don’t readily have other drugs available to take my mind off things and so I did that and now I’m dying my hair. I feel like I probably won’t sleep much and I work 12:30-8 today which in WalMart time is a 6 1/2 hour shift.

It’s amazing to me that I go through these periods of really bad nights but my days at work when I’m distracted and overwhelmed with smaller problems actually seem to go rather nicely, probably because I’m so preoccupied with smaller things. If I had antidepressants I feel like I could feel that way all the time again. I could handle the bigger problems if they felt smaller.

I don’t make any sense, I know. I’m just ranting and dying my scalp the color of a fire engine.

I wish I could care more about stuff again and that I wouldn’t take so much of my life for granted. Maybe a week off of work and with people actually engaging in things every day will help me feel better enough.

I love my Noodle. He brought me Taco Bell and kisses because he knew it would make me feel better. :3

I wish I knew how to help him feel better. Blergh.

Any time my boyfriend goes somewhere without me and takes an abnormal amount of time getting back I automatically assume he’s gotten in a car crash somewhere and I’ll never see him again because he’s dead and I start to go into panic attack mode and right at the moment I think I should call him he pulls into the driveway.

nothingman:

If you unironically use the term “sheeple,” we can’t be friends

at first I was like, Okay, bye then

but then I realized that you weren’t referring to the cute little Animeeples from certain board games like Agricola

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I call the little sheep sheeples.

But you were referring to the dudebro term, ie, “Come on man, don’t be a sheeple. They just want you to think that (insert conspiracy theory here, perhaps.)”

Carry on.

1 month ago on March/27/2013 at 05:33am with 4 notesReblog
#personal  #love  #Michael 
I love you the way that Spring loves the Sun: you bring me back to life even after I’ve been so cold.

I love you the way that Spring loves the Sun: you bring me back to life even after I’ve been so cold.

littlemarshmallowqueen:

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

2 months ago on March/21/2013 at 05:44am with 2 notesReblog
#love  #Michael  #lust  #I love you  #personal 
I love you so much I can’t stand it! I want you home now because my body wants to feel the shape of yours against it:3

I love you so much I can’t stand it! I want you home now because my body wants to feel the shape of yours against it

:3