I just wanna let you all know what's going on but I've been on this toilet for 20 minutes trying to expel a ♥♥♥♥ most painful and foul to such a degree that there is a visible difference on my stomach and I am exhausted and defeated, drenched in sweat as I sit here on my broken throne, my hubris hath brought me up to the heavens for mine metaphorical wings to melt away and for me to fall deeper than I've ever fell. Perhaps it was the 2 freezer-burnt chicken pot pies I had for dinner, or maybe it were the fat breakfast burrito from 12 hours yore. Or perhaps the devil decided to bring me to my lowest and show me the temptations of the heathens, but through holiness and prayer (mostly from the agony of my ♥♥♥♥♥) I resisted temptation from the fallen angel Lucifer and have risen to greater heights without the need of my wings