i just can’t help myself anymore. my poor brains been rotted away by my greed. all i think about is stuffing my face; even when i’m painfully full and beached in bed from my own gluttony. i can’t stop thinking about growing fatter and heavier. i look down at my belly, at all my fat rolls, at my thighs caked in blubber and think i’m still small. i just have to keep growing