Confessions of a 210lbs 29 y/o woman
I am gross. I am a liar. I am bad with finances. Growing up I never wanted for anything. We had money, although we were a dysfunctional family. I remember sitting round the fireplace as a child as my uncle and his gf shot up heroin, I even "helped" by holding the spoon. I've never done drugs, for the record. Or really…
