Pearl

if you get turned on from fatness and bellies more than sex or sex freaks you out, you are HOT and i love you

i love shutting my brain off to eat because what if one day i can’t turn it back on? what if one day after being stuffed and lingering on a food coma my head just stays empty and docile, and i forget how to turn it back on. i forget i can turn it back on. something in there broke and now more is all there is. lazily opening my mouth for anything that’ll make my lard-coated brain feel so nice and fuzzy in the way i like it. constant chewing swallowing chugging. stretching my stomach more and more and more for reasons i don’t remember but it’s not like i remember any reason to stop either. hazily waddling around and passing by people who might know me, but who i don’t need to recognize anymore because they are not me growing. they are not more. i only need more.