however it feels like I've had them ever since the day i was born "you know you were the biggest baby in the ward" my mother will tell me from time to time. really messes with me, i don't know if i should be happy or sad, to know i was the fattest thing that hospital had seen all week. mind you, i bet i was still fabulous. growing up a chubby indian is such a rare thing, all my people are skinny, boney, freaks. But it can't just be me right? i used to always hear people ask my parents "omg what are you feeding him? he's so big! it's amazing" what's amazing is the fact i couldn't find clothes my size, or run properly (okay calm down, i wasn't a morbidly obese cow) but i was fat. i can't help it, i really like food! i love food! if food were a person I'd probably have tried to kidnap it by now, actually I'd be in a restraining order. the fact is by body is just too bootylicious and no body can handle all my jelly. it would be nice to have abs though *bites into 6th cupcake*
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