Well, here it is, Teresa— summer. You told yourself you’d get your fat ass into shape before it got warm enough to put on a bikini. Too late for that now, I guess. Whatever. It doesn’t matter.
Did I bring my cigarettes out here? Shit. I have to go back to the car. Nah, never mind, I don’t need them anyway.
I bet the water is too cold to get in. Maybe I’ll jump in there in a little while.
I am such a fatty. Teresa the fatty. I might as well be wearing a sports bra and cargo shorts.
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Title by: Third
Story by: Jeremy
Illustration by: Callie Peck
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