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Blue Shorts
My white gut hangs over my crusted blue shorts. They're too short for my legs, and they expose the fine blue veins pumping life to my feet. The faded blue fabric matches the color of my veins. A new trend? Maybe not.
I feel sticky and suicidal. It's only March, and the heat of summer is already making my skin rot. The warmth makes my face secrete oils, which clog my pours. Pimples form under my flabby jaw line; they're also crusty and filled with waste--just like my shorts and veins.
My belly sloshes from a previous good night's drinking. My body either wants to shit-out all the crap from the night before or have a few more 'drinky poos'. I would prefer the latter but 8:00am school can be a kick in the crotch, with a hangover.
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"We don't rent pigs!"
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