>>76291135
>Quit my job to work on a project with a friend.
>Work diligently for 3 months, get fat working on it
>whole thing explodes a week ago.
>Now no job, no income, no women, no physique, moved back in with parents.
I don't even know what the fuck to do with my life right now. The only thing I can return to is getting /fit/. I would go out and party my woes away sharing my peepee with enthusiastic hooers if I could, but I can't.
I'm watching everyone around me with good lives and shit rolling. I thought I had shit rolling too. Now I'm back at square fucking one, and cherry on top I'm a fat lumpy loser piece of shit.
Every Tuesday comes around and it's Tubby Tuesday. Because I'm fat. My great big bulbous fucking undulating ass creaks when I sit down, and groans when I stand up. My unwieldy tree trunk thighs visibly affect the feng shui at dinner parties. My tits sway to and fro like a white southern belle in a sundress on a swing. When I eat food, even healthy food, it paints a picture of grotesque horror as my dehydrated saliva audibly engulfs whatever poor god forsaken morsel I'm inclined to shove into my swollen and pressurized gullet. My stomach, oblong and cantilevered, creases at the waist and droops into my groin like a Hebrew's nose. My heart yearns for love, but God prescribes me suffering.