I am officially fat again.
There. I said it.
Whenever I wear my shirts I resemble the steamed longganisa that I constantly shove in my mouth-red, lumpy, and slicked with oil. Blech. Also, I’ve fully embraced being a drunk–which means my beer belly has occluded my line of vision to my dick and that the vessels in [...]
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Shtoopid
I’ll be frank. I hardly was ever fond of religious people. My early pubescent life careened through the crowded hallways of guilt and self-loathing because I believed that I was a sinner and would need to be exorcised to be worthy of God’s love.
Phooey.
The aforementioned guilt and self-loathing I compensated for by being extra loud [...]
