winter is for fat girls and i cannot wait. wrapping my warm cuddly body up in a big sweater, sweater paws wrapped around my mug full of hot chcolate and whip cream, my cute chubby cheeks a little red from the cold. all those weeks full of dessert and left overs and half priced candy that my feeder just casually offers to me and says "here baby, take a bite," my round tummy full and warm.
i repeat, winter is for fat girls, and i cannot wait
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