I need botox in my cheeks to stop the plastered on cheesy grins that appear when I see him. Its getting beyond a joke.
(Yuh that really is me)
No man is worth your tears...and the one who is will never make you cry.
Ooooh McLarry just brought me chocolate & banana loaf and a bottle of cherry diet coke, eeeeeeevil (but hubba hubba!!!)

Yeah am thinking for a few weeks I should definitely just drink water, only prob is I bought 8 litres of cherry diet coke in Tesco. I can keep it as a treat I guess. Water, cold meat or tuna salads (not tuna mayo!!!), and strawberries for me! Also have bananas and a melon. So far so good. I have nothing fattening or bad in the house (apart from cherry diet coke) so I cant possibly be bad!! So next time I'm caught red handed raiding the fridge I will be nibbling at strawberries & lettuce!!!
I hate my body, I hate my (non) sense of style, I hate my wonky eyes, I hate my height, I hate my face, I hate my hair, I hate my profile, I hate my bingo wings, I hate my disgusting legs, I hate my nose, I hate my lips, I hate my mangled old feet, I hate looking like a cabbage patch doll (and that is an insult to cabbage patch dolls let me tell you), I hate every millimetre of myself. Am thinking tomorrow I'll go up town at the crack of dawn then work my way back to Braehead, but whats the point?
Oooh speaking of cars I gave Dave a nice hoover and a dusting inside. Poor lil Dave, he was really bogging.
OMG just seen myself in bathroom mirror, I look huuuuuuuge. Stupid tanktop. (Yeah I blame the tanktop, not the fact that I've just eaten a massive salad roll and a big fat scone dripping with strawberry jam!!!)