Ethan a man of medium height around the age of 29, was staring at himself in the mirror again. He was pumping the new Post Malone album in his bathroom. He was considering shaving his beard for again. Uggh why don’t I like myself Ethan poked at his fluffy belly. On the brink of tears, he clenched his red shirt. The mirror reflected someone that Ethan didn’t recognize. The dark thoughts crept into his mind again. And not for the last time. He threw the razor down. He thought of himself as slim “thick”. His curvatures were present, but he had some extra glucose in his ass cheeks. The lines “take what you want” playing from his Bluetooth speaker. Take what? Ethan thought. I’m a lonely piece of garbage. If only I had somebody. If only I liked some. And all his thoughts drifted to Post Malone. https://www.wattpad.com/story/222065592
