Today I’m standing in a long line at work to throw up my snickers…again. I eat one every morning for breakfast and for a second I feel good inside, until I walk past a mirror and see my fat ass reflection and I head to the bathroom, look under the stalls for feet and then puke my brains out. I feel disgusting and people tell me that I am skinny…they are such lying bastards. I pop laxatives like tic tacs because, this snickers is coming out of me, no matter what hole it is. 3,500 calories makes a pound, so I’m consuming 1,960 per week, I’m two weeks away from being a BIG, tub of lard. HURRY UP OUT THE RESTROOM ALREADY!!!!