back away from the mental lady
I'm fat. I can't fit into any of my clothes, even my fat skirts. I had to order some trousers and skirts from Next in a stupidly huge size, even though I didn't want to buy any more clothes until we go to the States for our honeymoon. Everyone is annoying me and I've had to make a conscious effort not to spew abuse at people in a Linda-Blair-pea-soup kind of way. I'm tired, dizzy, and achey. I feel like I've got the flu with the added bonus of having hayfever at the same time. My boobs are the size of a pair of hovercrafts. I have a headache.
Sing along with me: "I enjoy being a girl."
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