i live in a box next to broken buildings
my name is vinati fatman i'm twenty seven years old
i believe life is short and we should eat only junkfood till death
without wasting any time in any sort of exercise routine
in the morning if my face isn't puffy i immediately eat a venta sugar latte paired with deep fried seed oil cutlets till im physically unable to move. i can eat a thousand now
after im done with that breakfast i use a fat cigarette puffing motion with a tar activated belly fattener in the shower. then a giant bag of honey almond cookies.
you can see my diabetic marks, probably feel the flopping skin off my body and even grip the flesh of my soft white collar hand
but in 10 years, i simply, won't, be, there 🪦