I've been getting on the scales, and since the holidays I'm really not liking the number. Do you think my boyfriend might be starting to think I'm getting a bit on the chubby side? I guess that's what happens when you stick with a guy you clearly have no interest in anymore other than an attachment to the past, the days were I was hotter and everything was full of possibility. I'm too used to my day to day routine living in the Midwest. That aside, things are starting to feel a bit lonely. I'd love to be swept off my feet by any older, handsome strangers passing me by. I'd love to know the kinds of dates they'd take me on. If they're a good cook, that is always a plus! I'd love to be someone's private little taste tester, that's for sure. My appetite can be pretty embarrassing but at least I'm not a picky eater, at least with most things. I wanna be groped and told what a lazy, greedy girl I am.