I just don't want to go out. Just stay home, lose weight, shock everyone with my new size when the time comes. I hate going out when I'm fat and being told that I'm not as thin as I was before. Fuck you. Who made you king of me? Apparently I did, because I want to be thin.
But I'm worried about this: Ny then how many will still be willing to be my friend? How many will be willing to accept an absentee friend for the moment? How do you excuse yourself from all this and expect the invites to still keep coming in? After awhile, they will stop.
Is it just me? How do you cope?
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