After all this time, years spent looking out for me, wasted energy on fruitless endeavors, and, I’m almost comfortable with the unknown and being on the outside of things, being left alone to my own devices of doing whatever i want, which, seems to always get noticed, even though done anymously and hidden away, no matter what, everybody sees’ my fat behind, when, i run away it’s always to no where, and comfortable said, “Where you going? All I ever see is your fat behind these days!” Well, me and comfortable never been an item, anyway!

And, Comfortable said…
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