I think if he told me he loved me and that everything would be ok, my heart would do anything for him. Move and drop anything in a heart beat.
But I feel like my brain would be like: What the fuck are you doing? You were willing to give him everything and he didn’t want it. What is going to happen when he’s tired of you? Throw you away. And you’re the only one who will get hurt.
Head vs heart.
i think i know what i’ll do.
The picture on the left is May 21, 2011. The picture on the right is April of 2013. Weights are unknown. I should probably use the scale but seeing numbers scares me, so I judge by how my clothes fit. Progress was/is slow with ups and downs, but I wouldn’t have it any other way as this was a lifestyle change and not just a “diet.”
AND THE BRUINS MAKE IT TO THE SEMI-FINALS! Beautifullllll come back, boys <3
Now the only thing I have to worry about is being a Boston fan in the middle of New York City playing against the Rangers. Ugh.