They make me not want to eat.
They make me feel worse.
I am fat.
I am a lard.
Why...why would God make me this way?
That proves it.
Any God wouldn't put ANYONE through what I've been through...
He wouldn't let them feel the way I do.
If only I was stronger.
I've tried.
I'm not strong enough.
When I'm alone the food keeps me happy
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