Me: * finishes eating a small meal * Also me: * squeezing my stomach and love handles * Mom: Is your stomach bothering you? Me: No..Why? Mom: You're messing with your stomach.. Me: Oh..I didn't..realize.. Mom: Does your stomach hurt? Me: ..No..I don't like my stomach and love handles..
I didn't know I was doing that.. Why do I gotta be so fat..













