Really. A thousand pounds.
I gain it, I lose it, I gain back more. (I'm not talking about a cumulative gain, I'm talking a total.)
I'm so fat that when I put on my big pajamas on Saturday night I took them right back off because they were too tight. FAT.
I know that's not really enlightening in terms of what's been going on in my life but, to make a really bad pun, it's a heavy burden to carry around and it's all I can think of some days. It makes bk insane.
I have an incredible battle ahead of me, but I'm going to make the attempt. Dying of a heart attack at 52 is not in my future.
2 comments:
Are ya fat or Phat? Just kidding. Listen sis, I am the kind of I quit smoking six months ago fat. So, I will now drop dead of obesity related illness rather than some awful COPD dreaded lung gunkey death.
You have a beautiful body, beautiful.beautiful. really.
Love you.
Did you quit smoking!? That's awesome!
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