Anonymous l hours age E
Reposting my APPR story
s be yeargh APPR ( Privilege Revolution)
s Laws passed fer minimum weight, anything below is to be taken to feeding clinics and "fixed"
Government is ran by a Congress of Mcdonalds and
s As a white man, I am required by have perpetually supressed- But I haven' t forgotten, . Thejews , of
the sweat and the groans . The days before flit! was shut down and Meet was hanged in frend ofthe newfound Ministry of Curves
s Some escaped. Scooby, Elliot, Frank Yang, even Rippetoe. Some scyther made deep into the Alps and surrounding highlands
where they still clean bulk effete land. Would that I them.
s I have a wife now, her name is Jane 'curvacious" Smith. All wemen have middle names like 'gorgeous new”. When I eema home, she tells
me I need to bulk up, mocks me fer hew skinny I am when I am nothing but a fat shit. , mere. She weights . We haven' t had
sex in years- Who could blame me, the Iratest beta I' become? Even my kids outweigh. year old Harry 'privileged" Smith weights
Boys also need to have second names. I chose my second name to be 'Big gayl
Sometimes I wandered the bad part oftern where my gym used to be. It' s little else new otherthan a bearded up, abandoned. crumbling
building. Here and there, an old, rusty barbell. Behind me en the pavement a pair of hambeasts scoot by, gorging themselves annars of
mayonnaise. A raven hops up by my side, tee fat to fly.
I look up to the sky, dark and fermer, a plane flies with a message behind it "Real women have curves". Tears well up in my eyes. I wish I could
be dead. My double chins flapping, I ask nobody in particular "What would you have done, Em