• pomodoro_longbreak@sh.itjust.works
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    11 months ago

    I think I was a year into living on my own when I realised I could eat whatever I wanted. I have a distinct memory of walking from the microwave at work with two paper cups stuffed with dogs, and more between my fingers, like a corn dog wolverine.

    I probably had malnutrition because I didn’t know how to feed myself for shit lol no wonder I was starving