The Obesed Guide To Life
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Dernière publication dim., mai 21, 2023
Sadness bloomed in her heart.
Everywhere she went whether in her house or a walk down the street. She was always reminded of the bitter truth.
She was fat.
Although it isn't supposed to be a bad thing but society kicks to the curb the idea of adding on a little weight and we all know society is right right?
Words like "it's for your own good better you should slim down" or "how can such a small girl be so big".
This girl is me. Who is not up to societies standards all because of a little weight
Just forget it. Oh wait you can't
Welcome to my story this is my personal guide to life.
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