It's coming to Winter and soon I'll be immobile unable to move and perhaps die for being the most fattest person on my Street but before all that happens I like to eat as much as I can and hoping to get a Marshmallow suit for my gluttonous body. It's not like nobody cares because they have no interest although I don't call this a suicide note but a wish to be fatter and bigger like a slob that consumes all like The Blob. But my choice and I want it to be true because life is a living hell for me so I'll do the best i can to gain more and give respects to those with amazing talents. Do don't worry about me the world is not enough for my stomach or my life but it was better in the 90's in the school days until now it kinda sucks.

If you see this Journal avoid it if it worries you or if you don't understand and take good care of yourselves don't follow my dreams.