Rebuilding Megan: The Blog of Megan Waters
Added 2021-02-10 18:53:31 +0000 UTCFebruary 14, 2020
I haven't been laid i over a year.
This time last year I was 135 pounds of chub. My boyfriend was really against my gaining project and called me a pot belly pig. He found the entire idea gross and told me on day one he didn't want to fuck a fatty. Later on he dumped me and my chubby ass.
Now it's a year later and I'm once more stuffing my 335 pound body with chocolate.
Give me a break, it's valentines day.
I know its bad for me, but right now I couldn't really give a shit. Chocolate is what I have since no hot guy wants tofuck me. No guy wants to suck my sagging tits. No guy wants t eat my cellulite covered ass. No normal gy at least. Some of my friends tell me there's guys into fatties, but I'm not about to be some freak's fetish.
No normal guy loves lard.
Bleh this diet isn't off to a good start. 335 already, I'm still ballooning. Still packing on the pounds. Still outgrowing my clothes. Still farting up a storm. Still being a pig.
Ugh, I need to get serious about this! The longer I stay like this the harder it'll be to go back! I don't wanna be a pig anymore!
But I'm so hungry and I love sweets and pizza. I'm thinking of swallowing my pride and asking my mom to help me with a gastric bypass surgery. I fear I might be too fat to lose all this weight the traditional way.
But I have good news! I found a gym! By the time my membership is accepted it should be March. Maybe things will turn around by then.
Until then I guess I'm stuffing myself with chocolate.
Love stinks.
