I wont give up. One day, yes one day I'll find the man of my dreams. Probably he'll find me. He'll look at my belly and smile. He'll invite me over to his farm and I will follow him.
He will show me around. I already see myself in a big shed, cages left and right, lots of "food" in the trays and pigs everywhere. No normal pigs though - longpigs.
Longpigs have many similarities to humans, but they are different. I know they are, cause I'm one of them. We look human, we can even speak, but in the end we are just cattle, soon to be meat.
The man will lead me into one of the cages, my home. He'll only take me out to weigh me or shower me once a week. Once I've reached my final weight, a truck is gonna pick me up for the butcher.
One day I'll find the perfect man, one who understands me, one who sees my qualities. I'll happilly follow him. Only one last goal in Life: To taste good for him.
