This is somebody's life. They're getting paid more than I'll ever see to do this, and I am expected to clock in as a wage slave every day and stand behind a register or stack boxes.

He has better sex, feels more due to his size, and has every right to have all of the self-esteem and sexual confidence in the world.

Meanwhile, I'm a worthless fucking chubby wage slave that will never know what it's like to be free or happy. I should have been born better. But now I'm meant to just be miserable and die.

I'm going to fucking kill myself. There's no other end for me.