Nitros prayer! My appetite is my shepherd!

My appetite is my shepherd, I always want.
It maketh me sit down and stuffeth myself.
It leadeth me to my bowl repeatedly.
Sometimes to the table and trash can too.
It leadeth me in the path of Petsmart for a treat.
It destroyeth my shape.
Yea, though I knoweth I gaineth, I will not stop eating, For the food
tasteth so good.
The ice cream and the pizza, they comfort me.
When the table is spread before me, it exciteth me.
For I knoweth that when backs are turned, I soon shall dig in.
As I filleth my belly continuously, My harness runneth smaller.
Surely bulges and pudgies shall follow me All the days of my life.
And I shall be pleasingly plump forever.


Author: Carol anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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