I wrote a while ago about being independently wealthy and what I’d like to do. I’ve been thinking about it on and off for some reason. I don’t know why, but I keep coming back to the same Plano dentist and contemplating doing something with my teeth. I’m still too broke, but I suppose I can dream, right?
I’m not sure why I keep coming back to it, other than feeling weird when I talk to people. But then again, there are other reasons I feel that way too. I hate pictures, I hate seeing myself through other people’s eyes. I hate who I am, and it’s not even because of my weight, it’s just because I see things that I really don’t like that I can’t ever change.
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