I really don't eat that much and it ain't the baby weight. Christ. People are going to start noticing.
You have a lot of feelings.
Because you eat and drink to excess and take no exercise.
R3, you bitch-troll from Hell!
Why are you so fat?
It's all your mother's fault
feelings are not ice cream.
Grow up, OP
I have some wonderful pills for that, darling. You just piss it all out overnight.
Do you know someone who's fat? My theory is that it's contagious. Even after getting all high and mighty about it, Saffy eventually caught it from Edina.
I agree with R2, R3 and R4.
Blame it on your parents.
There's probably something you're missing. Count every single amount you take in, calorie-wise, and see if it's really reasonable (for your age and activity level).
I figured it out after talking to the sister-in-law one night. She went on and on how she hadn't had a thing to eat except a piece of dry toast that morning. Then I heard the unmistakable crunch of a potato chip. When she denied eating anything, I realized - THEY DON'T KNOW. "Fat Amnesia," I call it.
You know what it is. It is that damned Daddy issue that keeps rearing its ugly head. He was a piss poor daddy when he was with your Mom and he is now a poor example of a daddy who abandoned you and now just wants to make up with you because you are Adele with lots and lots of money.
Instead of confronting the bastard, face to face, once and for all, you have some ice cream instead.
Really doesn't matter, your fans love you however you are.
Sitting on the sofa watching TV burns less calories than you think.
not if you masturbate while doing it...
What I first noticed about you, OP, is how worn down you teeth are. Then I noticed you were fat too. Until you posted this thread, I didn't know you were a liar too.
Unfortunately you share these traits with a lot others of the porcine persuasion. .
It's not like I would fuck my da if I had the chance. But I'd smell his baked bean farts and get a feeling. And then I'd eat. I smoke to keep the food out, and sing. I do sing. My baby makes my mouf warter sometimes.
I drink so much of my own milk that the wee one has a wet nurse.
As you can tell, I'm not feeling well. And I'm so hungry. I am beginning to wonder if there is a connection between the food I eat and my being fat. I am booking a tour in Thailand because I love the pad thai. Vats of it.
Thanks for your love. It's butter to me.
You're not fat OP, don't be so insecure.
Have you checked to see how many calories are in a load of cum?
Fat people are always out-of-touch with how much food they eat. You need to measure the food you eat for a week. You'll find out you are eating too much. Bodies like regularity. It's become used to this amount of food you eat. As you eat less you are going to feel like your hungry and your emotions will be out of whack. Eventually, your body will regularize to the smaller amount of food and you'll be back to normal.
OP, keep a food journal. Most people that think they don't eat much are just deluding themselves. Unless you have a medical condition, there is no way you would be fat without over eating.
It's probably not your meals but the snacks. Keep any snacks to a minimum, and the portions to the suggested size or less. Try to walk instead of driving whenever possible.
Sorry, Rosie, but nasty people are fat.
Because you're a fat fuck who doesn't know how to eat right.
You're all sweet, and I'd love to just eat you all up, but I don't think you realize the stress I'm under. And the food on tour and when I'm doing an appearance is all the same. Caviar, Champale, pate on cracker, fried chicken fingers, meat pies, eel-smear-on-toast, buttercustardtartcreams, and bacon. It's in the rider, because I have to be a star, and I do smoke so I'm not constantly eating because me mum taught me a lydy only puts one thing in her mouth at a time.
But I swear I don't eat that much. But it's there, and when my down-time comes after the shows, I see the foods all gone. And I've already ordered pizzas and calzones and beer and those luvly little chicken wings you have here in the States, and before I know it they're gone, too. I pretend to be having parties in my dressing room after a show, and turn the music up, but it's just me in the eating.
So put yourself in my shoes. And be even more supportive. Success and fame and money are all making me a victim, because I can have all the clotted cream I want. And I want it all.
I could cry. I could cry if my tear ducts weren't all swollen shut from my cheeks expanding.
drink only water
you will be bone thin in a month