💥 I’m supposed to nothing

by Cat Bambini 💥

except eat, walk, listen to

subliminal, do yoga, and

write poetry to baebae.

He sexy.

Needed to hear that?

Self-esteem suffering?

I can’t believe I’m actually

writing to somebody who

may be reading with his

entire family.

They are!!?

Italians gossip.

So I have to say it first.

That way I don’t get teased.

Nobody would dare to my

face.

Not after Gabby.

Otherwise.

Just dying with fat face.

My whole life is on hold being

broke and ugly.

Gratitude lists?

I write so many.

Abraham Hicks says to write

them all day, every detail

of everything you like —

focus on that.

Not the things you don’t.

I’m prolific.

So what.

My Instagram accounts are both

dead.

But a recruiter sent me an Editor

gig alert for Facebook.

That’s funny.

I’d love to work there.

Oh well.

I tried before.

Pay is great.

$45 an hour.

But no benefits and contract.

That’s fine for me.

I’m leaving the Bay?

Never.

It won’t let me.

Otherwise I’m focused so much

on what I don’t have, the

swollen face that keeps

getting bigger as I get

slimmer and money.

It’s embarrassing not trending.

Shouldn’t be.

I’ve been going through the

cycles for over two years.

Shadowban happens for no known

reason except my fundraiser.

All I get is false hope and spammers?

There’s other ways to make cash

and soon as I find them I won’t

be a whiner.

You don’t want me to work?

That’s cute.

My neighbor just sent me $100.

And a coupon for Hello Fresh, to get

16 free meals.

What the hell?!?

What a sweetheart.

Damn.

Another neighbor hooked me up

with shea butter lotion, hand

wash and all-purpose cleaners

randomly.

Those free gift subliminal are

working.

I was so depressed today.

Have to admit, I’m conflicted as

to what I’m doing.

I go up and down in mood a million

times a day.

Otherwise man.

I get down and I relate it to

you.

Sorry.

Working on that.

It’s the health issues that

are driving me nuts.

Mary Jane on the way

though, and might

order a meal plan.

That’s originally why she gave

me the cash, I didn’t have

enough to use the coupon.

Hella cool because my food

will run out pretty soon.

Someone left out a can of

black beans on their steps

today too.

So man.

Time for some gratitude lists.

And to wash away yesterday’s

bullshit.

I slept okay?

You?

Sorry I keep talking about kids.

I’m a bitch.

Doing this all in public.

You’ll talk to me someday tho?

We can be friends too if we

want?

Sure.

You’re so hot.

What the fuck.

I can’t stop laughing.

Hope I’m not criminally

insane.

Flowers?

Can I write him some poems?

Poor guy.

He’s always left out.

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