

Belly Bloated Beyond Belief
I’ve been eating like absolute shit for the last few days—what else is new? This time, though, I really overdid it on the salt. Last night, I drank more than my fair share (a surefire way to puff me up), paired with an indulgent binge on fast food. Chicken nuggets, fries, greasy snacks—you name it, I probably stuffed it in my mouth. Now, my belly is so bloated it’s pushing far past my G cups, round and heavy from all the salt and grease I packed in.
It’s like my body’s punishing me for the chaos I put it through, swollen and aching but somehow still tempting me to do it all over again. The bloated weight feels almost hypnotic, like a constant reminder of the gluttony I couldn't resist. What’s worse is that the salt has me parched, but drinking more water just adds to the fullness, making me feel like I might burst.
It’s a cycle I know too well—overindulgence, regret, and then, inevitably, giving in again. But for now, I’m just sitting here, hands on my belly, marveling at how far it’s stretched.
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