Girl with the Pony Tail on the Treadmill:
I had that dream again. It's always the same.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
I skip the gym, just once, get a mocha and go home.
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When I wake up I'm, like, sixty pounds overweight.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
FAT fat.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
I go to work and all the fat girls in the Office giggle and point at me.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
I'm one of Them, now.
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"It was just a matter of time until you joined us," they say.
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"I'm NOT fat," I scream inside my head. "This is all some mistake."
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Then I look in the mirror and see a beached whale. I'm pale blubber. And pimples. I am a pale blob with pimples.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Goodbye, flat stomach. Goodbye, toned ass.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Goodbye, thigh gap.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Then I wake up. Flat stomach, Thank God.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
I worked too hard for this ass to just give it up.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
I'm going to wear extra-tight clothes to work tomorrow.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Teach the fat girls a lesson.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Like they had the right to laugh at me.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
Definitely no mocha tonight.
(pony-tail swish, pony-tail swish)
I am Laslo.
https://althouse.blogspot.com/2016/05/the-problem-of-winning-miss-universe.html
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