No point trying to evade it

Let me be tall, skinny and size zero for my birthday present please.
I wana wear pretty clothes, pretty shoes and carry pretty bags.

I think I'm slowly killing myself with all this pretense. No point trying to ignore all this shit really. I hate insincerity to the core; and the fact that it just disgusts me leaves me wondering how much self-respect I have for myself really.

Okay, back to AQ and econs case study- if I can actually stop tumblring that is.