bunnyears:

I can’t eat. I can’t get food down tonight. This distresses me. I don’t wanna be a skinny bunny, I hear they chase skinny bunnies. If anyone chases me I want it to be because of my cute cottontail. 
I keep choking on what food I manage to get down, I can feel travel down my throat, it is that tight. It is a bit distressing. 
Oh well, guess it’s a good time to start my diet. 

bunnyears:

I can’t eat. I can’t get food down tonight. This distresses me. I don’t wanna be a skinny bunny, I hear they chase skinny bunnies. If anyone chases me I want it to be because of my cute cottontail. 

I keep choking on what food I manage to get down, I can feel travel down my throat, it is that tight. It is a bit distressing. 

Oh well, guess it’s a good time to start my diet. 

29 March 2012 ·

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