London“Loïc is and will forever be the only fish in my sea. If I can’t have him, then I don’t want another.”
—London Wright
“The grass isn’t always greener on the other side, chica.” Paige provides her words of advice.
The two of us are lounging on my bed, each with a pint of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream sitting on our shelves—also known as our boobs. Yes, we’re dressed. My T-shirt-clad breasts provide the perfect place to place the fattiest flavor of ice cream I could find, which happens to be Chubby Hubby. My ultimate goal is to eat as much as I can, become extremely obese, and cry myself to sleep for the rest of my life until I die. At which point, I will have died sad, alone, and fat with hairy legs because I wouldn’t have seen the point of showering either.
My mom always said I had a f
