This has to be considered gluttony.

: I had four different breakfasts this morning.

: No you didn't. More like an early breakfast, regular breakfast, late breakfast, and early brunch.

: That is what obese people say to justify themselves...

: It's okay- it's healthier this way to eat often throughout the day. And everything you ate was healthy! Oh, except for the cupcake. And the chocolate frosting. Mm, and the sugar in the french toast... And the cinnamon, but it isn't bad for you--

: Let's go to the gym tonight.

: After Phil's BBQ?

: Oh, you're right.

: Hey. What should we eat for lunch?

WE ARE ALL BEAUTIFULLY MADE :)

: "And whats your name?"

: "Lisa."

: "Alright... Is this how you spell it?"

Eat.Pray.Love

"Moreover, I have boundary issues with men. Or maybe that's not fair to say. To have issue with boundaries, one must have boundaries in the first place, right? But I disappear into the person I love. I am the permeable membrane. If I love you, you can have everything. You can have my time, my devotion, my ass, my money, my family, my dog, my dog's money, my dog's time- everything. If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will assume for you all your debts (in every definition of the word), I will protect you from your own insecurity, I will project upon you all sorts of good qualities that you have never actually cultivated in yourself and I will buy Christmas presents for your entire family. I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check. I will give you all this and more, until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else."


I'm hearing this word everywhere: INFATUATION.
It's a sign I need to get over mine. -_-

Boyfriend Replacement?

So Jeanne sent this to me and it made me think two things:

1. Japanese people think of the craziest things.

and more significantly,

2. That looks really comfortable.

Then I realized that it's entirely creepy of me to view a severed-fake-man-arm as desirable.

...Is this what I'm succumbing to?

Which do you prefer?

"I love you... despite your flaws."

or

"I love you... because of your flaws."