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Succulence Thy Name Is Gluttony

I sit here, biting my nails.

It's infesting my brain.

The thoughts swarm around like hornets.

I have to find it, I have to have it.

There's no exception, it must be obtained.

By me, for me, only me.

Such vanity, such greed.

Gluttony is the greatest sin.

There's never enough.

But it won't go away.

It never goes away.

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  • Emmyb gold member
    October 4
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    firstly

    its biting, not bitting


    hehehe i often feel this way and crave yummy food. this is very realistic!!