I genuinely look in the mirror with horror and disgust every single day. Bloatmaxxed thinking muscle would ascend, now I’m just fat, my frame is genuinely cooked. Jestering and luck gets me some play here and there but I feel so alone and done. I can’t cut because of athletics but I am open to...
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