Proud Young mummy

Okay, seriously. More gym. More exercise. More walking. More sweating. More crunches. More muscle soreness. More water. More motivation. More weight-loss. More self-esteem. More confidence. Less junk. Less snacking. Less bingeing. Less computer. Less laziness. Less sugar. Less fat. Less processed food. Less stomach. Less whining. Less quitting. Less complaining. Less weight.

(via sexy-little-thing)

You know that best friend you have that you tell everything to, no matter how embarassing and even though they laugh at you and make fun of you but at the same time always make you feel better? Well what do you do when they sleep with your boyfriend/father of your child? The thing that hurts me the most is that i was in the next room on the phone and we were all incredibly drunk and my boyfriend came and asked my permission. And i was in such a huge shock i said yes. And now i just constantly blame myself. And feel like i don’t have the right to get mad at them. Because i said yes, because we were all drunk, because i was having a private phone conversation, because in the start of our relationship i got drunk and slept with someone else(which he knows and has since forgiven me), because I’m so disgusting that he wanted someone else, because i found such an awesome guy that she got jealous. I see how wrong most of that all is. But why do i feel like it’s my fault? :( My Life Sucks.