A hottie with no friends! and I was not insulting anyone! well anyone in here, But I had to defend my self from this brutal attack of selfrighous people with nothing better to to then defend overweight, unhealthy americans! The truth hurts and this is why you are all mad! lets face it if we all had goals of any kind other then to ripp someone down to nothing! we would be happy. you do not know me or anything about me you only assumed and look what everyone who has posted in here created. (becides 35000 free hits for me!) And fuck you shroom head! I am on my way to you IP and computer now! hope you like!
I'm troubled by how the sublime beauty of the negative space endangers the devious simplicity of the inherent overspecificity. in hippie talk! I was thinking why Shroomer was acting like such a piece of shit! does your computer run like shit also?
Now that is funny shit.. see he is insulting, yet funny, I like it! thank you as for working on mysti_shrommer I find this work menacing/playful because of the way the disjunctive perturbation of the facture makes resonant a participation in the critical dialogue of the 90s.
Humans appreciate each others differnces. If your just kidding you must be very bored. And bordem is not hippie like.
Although I am not a Genius, I think that the reductive quality of the spatial relationships verges on codifying the substructure of critical thinking. also not very hippy like!
LOL look who is never getting married... Look Mr superficial et a grip. You think that she was just sitting there one day eating chocolate cookies and going gee i hope i get fat so that you will think less of me. Don't be so shallow. how can you call yourself a hippi, come on.
Kermit ~ is your name Chris? I swear, you sound just like my ex-boyfriend... He used to say I was fat, too. And I believed him. I lost about 50 pounds while I was with him, but I didn't even notice it at all! He had me feeling so badly about myself that I thought I was as big as a house! It took quite a while after I left him, before the things that everyone was telling me about the reality of my looks sunk in. It took several months before I could look in the mirror and see the real me. I was wearing a size 24 when I left him, because that's how big I thought I was. In reality, I was a size 14. My stomach was flat, but I didn't see it that way. Be careful. If you make her feel bad about herself, she will leave you and fall in love with the first guy that tells her she's beautiful... BTDT...
HOLY FUCK 14 shit girl keep working out!!! 4-7 is best!!! 14 LMAO!!!! you are still fat holy shit and i thought I was cool to fit in a size 32 waist again! damn girl BTW my bitch is now a size 6! BOO YA! fuck you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You are obviously ignorant to bone size. It is physically impossible for me to ever be a size 4. When I was at my sickest, doing meth like crazy and was nothing more than a skeleton with skin, I was a size 9. Someday you will love someone. And your attitude will simply nurture her illness. You will be forced to watch the person that you care about the most, wither away and die. You are doomed to live a very sad life. But, that is your chosen path. I'm sorry that you believe that it has to be that way. I pity you.
A quote from a great mind: "Most men like women who are curvy -- that they know that if they fuck you hard, you're not going to break." Personally, I as well put on the weight -- I was under a lot -- and I do mean a LOT -- of stress. My DH is bipolar and was undiagnosed at the time. I was living 3 hours away and was at school trying to learn a subject I hated. I'd paid a lot of money for this course and couldn't get out of it and didn't want to waste the money, so I continued to attend. I did well, but not well enough for my standards. My DH and I didn't have a car and we couldn't see each other. We were both miserable, we were both very very lonely in our own relationship and I put on 50 lbs. in a year. Much money and wasted time later, we moved back in together, DH was properly diagnosed and medicated, I found a wonderful person whom I now call my best friend and all seems right with the world. Oh, and btw -- I lost 35 of those lbs. in one year. The rest just makes me curvier. NOT ONCE -- not at any one time did my DH encourage me to lose weight, tell me I was fat, lazy, slobbish, or anything. When I hit my lowest (180 lbs.) he held me while I cried for two hours. For my stature and bone structure, 180 lbs. was too big. Posts like this, though I have serious doubts that this is anything more than a fabrication and a waste of forum space (and yes, I know, "if it's a waste of forum space, why are you writing a response!") make me so glad my DH is the coolest dude in the world. Bright Blessings! Aphrodite Pretty
Hi Dawn! How is life in Missery? Just tracking down old friends... And to be with a person that is one way, and not see her through changes is pretty sad. If you do fine a thin girl, I hope she leaves you at age 50 when you package gets wrinkled....you wouldn't want that, now would you? Cut the women some slack...see them through all things and I promise you, they will be good to you.
Wow, that's just pathic to say. It would be one thing if you where worried about her health but it's another thing if it's for a shallow reason. Which we all can see from your post it is. Best thing I can say is to leave her so that way she can find a real man. Instead of a child. And maybe you can find a girl that's shallow. And that's the type of thin you like. Can't wait to see your post when your complaining she left you for someone that isn't balding, gaining weight, or whatever.
Amen to that. I really could care too much for what happens down the road...if I am happy with someone, I will see her through all the changes that are forthcoming, and no matter what, stay faithful.