I hate it when life gets in the way of me getting fatter and gooning. This is why I should be on disability and lose all real life human contact, sitting in my bedroom spreading out, going weeks without showering and months without taking out the trash.
Tumblr is already desensitizing me to this lifestyle. Imagine if I had no outside influences to balance it out. I’d probably end up forgetting that other people do laundry and change their sheets sometimes.
I dream of being a pathetic fat NEET. Sleeping all day, gaming and gooning all night and eating only fast food every day. I’m not far from that now but I am still employed and have a small social life. Maybe when I get too fat to work and can go on disability, my dreams will come true.














