"Man you're still too skinny. When are you gonna gain some weight!" says my guy best friend
"You need to eat more!" say my girl friends.
"You're getting fatter," mocks my guy friend
"Wow you got real fat," says my guy friend.
"Girl, you're calling yourself fat? What do saying about me?" says my overweighted girl friends.
"Huh. Who the hell calls you skinny? You're pretty normal compared to me," says my anorexix looking friend.
"You've gained 9 kg", says the scale.
Well luckily for me the last one is stating the truth. It's true. My weight increased. Notice the last sentence. Notice that I didn't say: I got fatter. Beacuse I didn't. I just increased in weight. And you know what? I hate it.
Fuck everyone for telling to eat more, to get fatter, to gain some kilos.
First of all, who told you I dont eat properly? Who told you I don't eat like a fucking pig?! I'm the person who eats like there's no tommorrow. When my friends can't finish thir nuggets or the half pizza they cant eat anymore, I'm the one who gets to eat it. Second of all, I'm a stress eater. Some people just stop eating when stressed while I go and eat all the kitchen's content especially if it's chocolate. I'm the one who empties a whole big jar of nutella with a bare spoon. So when it comes to exams or life problems, I just eat and eat. And hearing all those comments about how I am too skinny just made me eat a whole lot more to the point where I couldn't feel full anymore. I just eat.
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Midnight thoughts
PoetryThe title says it all. What anyone would think of, late at night, gathered in here. Because why not. (I promise you the chapters get better as you go, I'm continuously writing more and more chapters and I'll be more than glad to see if any of you ca...
