Mainly swings though.
Down. down. down.
I feel so so fat.
Been watching loads of high school cheerleading shows/movies/videos. They're all prettier, better, skinnier and nicer looking than me.
I'm going on a bike ride so I can get out of the house and stop shouting at Andy. Plus also I need to shift some fat. Fatty. Though if I was really dedicated to not being such a lard arse I'd cycle out to the next village and go to that cake shop rather than the one 20 minutes from my house. FUCKING WEAK.