For so long I had hope I'd say something hilarious enough to earna tag, but nope. Ah well, it's either because I'm not funny at all, or I'm too fat for one. I mean in this world if you're fat you don't get shit but food. That's never fun, and it's rather depressing. You see, when you try to walk throuhg a door you kind of have ot turn to the side. The heavy breathing problem is quite true too. Plus penis, what penis? It's really sad. I think I can someone make it through though, maybe I'll go on a diet or something and manage to lose a 100 lbs so I'm no longer an ugly fatkins. People have said I have this problem with obsessing about my weight, but I'm just concerned is all, nothing wrong with that right? I mean, if I can live my life happily it's ok, right? I mean, well I try to do that, but I guess it doesn't always work out. Maybe I should stop thinking about it in this thread for the cry of attention, but it's a part of my life I can't get around! What will I do? I want to go on a date and live a happy and merry life, and have sex! That's just not possible though. I think I seriously need to do somthing about it since I complain so much, but of course I can't just seem to get motivated. Ah well, this is what happens when you're fat. I wish you'd understand Tri, you're such a good friend, a very good friend. Oh how I enjoy talking to you all the time! You're so great! You really help me forget about my fattiness, sometimes.. But then you remind that my sex life is nill and I probably won't ever have sex until I lose weight, so then I get depressed again and I go back into this cycle that makes me want ot cry. Maybe this life is not worth living if I obsess over it in a thread about tags, why the hell are people so crazy about them anyways? I mean, one can only hope that you're not going to get a silly one just because the mods find it funny, but eh who knows. Oh well, I appreciate your love and concern Tri, I will always remember and cherish when those who I thought had loved and adorn me left me behind. How rude they were, viscious criminals they are. I hope they all rot in the stinking pit of Tusken Raider blood they are. Fucking hitting Luke like that, fucking bitches. R2 knows how I feel, he is the only character that matters with his undyling love to saving pe ople. He's my hero. That little droid id capable of doing things I can only begin to comprehend. I'm crying just htinkiing about and his shiny top, and blue rims... and his beeps and whiirrs *shudders* Ugh I gotta move on! So much time so little to do. Heh, maybe I'll be a good person, but only in a world of pure imagination. Oh wells, much love to you Tricube. I hope you never die a horrible death. Live long my brother!