shallow bois beware of the thick and the deep

 'you don't look fat' - welpppppp breaking news, kid, i'm 300 pounds. my rolls be slapping against my lap as i type. but this isn't free onlyfans — this is lonelyfrans, so no, you can't see more pics. i guarantee i’m looking past your mid looks – nobody i swipe right on is ever “hot” to me (no not even you) – i’m trying to just ignore your gross shell and see the person inside so please do the fucking same. if you're so hung up on your soulmate's body, we ain't vibing.

i'm taking selfies like everyone else out there bitch. same basic position headshots. no one looks fat. it's the internet. are you asking everyone to prove how fat they are? captcha for grandmas wiggle or calipers for my thigh thiccness to see how many lives i am qualified to save? is there a fuckin standard for this shit? oh yeah -at my damn doctor’s office, who is the only person whose opinion on my body counts right now. like omg as a porphyriac i’m happy not to burst into sun-shredded flames and ashes as i struggle to pull back my curtains at the crack of 4pm.  

plenty of dudes love all the tiddies and ass i can spare. and maybe i can illuminate one of them’s lives with the glory and power of my mighty frussy (e.g. fran pussy). i don't need to fw body negative energy, because i am a living embodiment of life on the edge whether you see my badassery or not. but the trouble is that many dudes who like and love and desire said frussy… they feel entitled like it's all theirs as soon as we say hi. some think i should be grateful for the attention they want to get from me. but if i have 0 rings and 0 kisses, the frussy will run wild and free. if you like it… adorn my finger, assclown. come correct.

*btw big shout-out to the coiner of “frussy,” my non-shallow uber-deep gremlin friend (aka one of the few decent things ever to come outta the dreaded sunshine state).