Chelsea is me

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I logged off the laptop and flopped down on my bed. I enjoyed the feeling of my fat rolls wiggling around me. My bed started to creak under my weight.

" mom the beds gonna break again." I yelled

"Again! This is the third bed this month."

I sat on the bed again it cracked some more.i heaved the mattress off the frame. It was so hard! I looked on the tag it weighed like 20lbs! About an hour later I finally got it onto the floor.

I opened up my computer and jumped right onto the dating website, the only place I was popular. I looked at the supermodel I had put as my profile pic.

"Looking sexy Chelsea." I said to the dream me.

I looked through my inbox, I had messages about every harry styles there was. Trying to find the real one. I searched through. No one had replied.

"Dammit!" I cursed under my breath.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 01, 2014 ⏰

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