My leg issues are multifaceted. I have knock knees which is its own issue but lately the lymph drainage in my legs has gotten really bad so my legs are swollen and sensitive and it hurts. I’m panicking about what I’ll have to do to fix it. This has been a life long issue but as of late I cant ignore it anymore.
I know I cant blame genetics for weight issues and stuff but…I can totally blame crappy genetics for the issues I’m having with my legs right now. Sometimes I really do think people with tons of health issues like my mom shouldn’t have kids.
Sorry I haven’t been around, guys. I don’t have a computer right now.
Anonymous said: What three countries would you like to go to?
Japan, Italy and France. Japan because to satisfy my 5th grade weeaboo self. Italy because my family is from there and I’d like to see the art and animals. I also want to eat the food haha. France because its France.
Anonymous said: Tell us a story from your past!
It took me a few tries to think of how I wanted to answer this. I guess I decided to pick something I have mixed feelings on.
When I was in 8th grade, I met a guy I’ll call Cooper. He was very funny and outgoing and from what I remember we got along quite well as friends at the time. Cooper ended up having feelings for me but I did not have the same feelings. Things were still okay.
I should use this tome to mention that Cooper had a poor home life. He had several mental disorders and his father was abusive (the father also had Graves disease)
We did not go to the same high school. He got into a much better school than I did. We didn’t see each other much but every once in a while, Cooper would pop up at my house. One day when he’s over, he tells me that he was miserable at his school and if we had gone to school together it would be different. He says he always wondered what it would be like to kiss me so we kisses. I don’t enjoy kissing and I cant say he enjoyed himself either. I later found out he had a girlfriend at the time. I never got over the guilt of that.
Cooper was out of my life for a year or 2 after that. The next time I see him is when he showed up at my house asking for a place to stay. He was homeless. My grandparents remember how he was when we were kids and they adored him. They let him stay for a while.
While Cooper was at my house, he constantly flirted with me. He always wanted to hold my hand or hold me in some way. He told me he loved me. As lonely as I was I didn’t want a repeat of last time. Every morning when we went to school (I was in college and he was held back in high school) he would sing Something About Us to me. I cant say I didn’t enjoy the attention, but I knew better this time.
I had my suspicions that Cooper was seeing someone. He was always talking with a girl I’ll call Katie. After a while, I became friends with Katie and spoke with her online often. When she casually mentioned that she was seeing Cooper, I told her about his constant flirting with me. I don’t know if she didn’t believe me or didn’t care, but she did nothing about it. When I confronted him about it, he told me all the I love yous and attempted hand holding didn’t mean anything. He moved out of my house soon after.
I met Katie once in person by accident. I get the feeling she didn’t think much of me.
I felt hurt but never saw Cooper as a bad person. Just someone who’s poor life circumstances shaped him into something less than he should have been.
I hear he’s doing better now.
Anonymous said: whats your favorite lolita dress style? (sailor, high waisted, printed, so on)
Sailor and a classic/sweet hybrid are my favorites.