I was laughed at by girls at school because I had such skinny legs in my jeans. Then I saw good looking Arabs making out with girls. When I went home, little children made fun of me and made strange noises as I walked past. At home my mother immediately told me how shitty I was and that I was a social loser. the usual day of mine. normal day of an 24 year old inkwell loser with a whore mother. I look so extremely thin that you would think I'm sick. In addition, my walking is extremely unstable, as if I'm about to collapse. totally disabled. sometimes I fart just because I can't hold it in and then I'm ashamed of it. the only way out is death...
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