3 Pounds Sadder :(

3 pounds... Dear fucking christ.

Where did they even come from? 

Somebody just put me out of my misery.

As motivated as I feel, this is still painful... Three pounds...

That's so much.. It's too much.. 

111 to 114... :(

114. NO!! No, please no.. Please, someone tell my scale it's made a mistake...

Hold me, wrap me up...

I feel so ugly. SO ugly. :( My cheeks are two giant globs of fat...

Pulling me down, holding me under...

This is it, kids. We've reached the motherfucking edge of it all.

We are hanging, knuckles white with strain, from the very tip of the precipice.

We are watching as I let go. Completely, utterly.

No more half way. Half way crazy doesn't get you far enough.

You've got to be balls to the wall, bat-shit bonkers, off your rocker,

READY TO GIVE EVERYTHING.

FUCK. THIS. FAT. SHIT.

STARVE ME. LET ME BE FUCKING EMPTY.

I don't want to feel it in me anymore....

Make me pretty....
Make them envy me...

Make them want me...

...

That's all I guess.

Sorry for posting twice today.

Thanks for letting me vent. 

Thanks for being the only way I CAN vent.

<3

- Sincerely,

Fatty Mc. FatFace