Friday, June 6, 2014

June 6, 2014, 238.5lbs

Dear Scale,
F**k you. 

PS. I know the weight went down, but it had nothing to do with you. All I ask is that you be honest and consistent. That way I know I can believe what you say and you can remain in my circle of trust. Huh? I am honest and consistent with you. You know that I honestly hate you and I consistently treat you like s**t. I step on you daily like the scum of the earth you are. You need to be honest. Tell me my correct weight. That s**t doesn't change by the second. I usually step on once and take that as the truth. Today I stepped on again and you went up. I thought to myself, "this is some bulls**t, let me try again." Time after time you slowly crept up like you were just trying to piss me off. Well you did...Aww hell naw. You can't be mad at me for being honest about you having no ability to do your only function in life correctly. With all due respect, and if I'm being honest not much is due, f**king die. I'll just get you new batteries and insult you again. B***h. 

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