Corissa Enneking / fatgirlflow and Juliana "J" Aprileo / comfyfattravels - Delusional fat-acceptance lesbian couple, junk-food addicts with expensive taste, denied a mortgage due to excessive Doordash ordering

When will Juliana become bedbound? As of January 2022

  • Within 3 months

    Votes: 33 4.3%
  • Within 6 months

    Votes: 118 15.4%
  • Within a year

    Votes: 206 26.9%
  • Within 3 years

    Votes: 140 18.3%
  • Never

    Votes: 21 2.7%
  • Shes already there

    Votes: 247 32.3%

  • Total voters
    765
I disagree with her on group chats. They're awesome for introverts. I used to hang out on irc with some friends, it was a fantastic experience. If you feel like it, talk. If you don't, don't. It's basically stress-free, traffic-free, food/drink/anxiety-free social interaction on your terms.

What she posted is just passive-aggressive. It's her saying that you don't mean enough to her to even feign she likes you over a text-based medium.
 
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You can almost feel for Coconuts parents here.
They've been brow beaten for so long by her in her miserably morbidly obese spinsterhood with her 600 lb bearded tumor.
THEY'RE the reason she is the butter golem she is today because THEY dared to ask her to drink some damn water rather than being attached to the straw of a Capri sun and play outside, or maybe not eat their entire birthday cake, thus giving her trauma and an ED or nostalgic memories depending on how the seasons, her mood, or God damn houses of the sun dictate!

I just read that message as a broken man trying to appease his eat beast daughter with the dessert he warned moderation for in her youth.

I'm so sick of people in Corissa and younger generations treating their parents (and if they're lucky enough grandparents) like they're being put on trial for shit they did that was trying to keep them from becoming super morbidly obese genderless trauma blobs they are. She can't even share this damn text exchange without high key shaming him and her mother
 
As someone in Corissa’s generation with very imperfect parents and who used to have a LOT of libtard Corissa-type friends… so much of this is due to shitty, incomplete, or self-administered modern therapy. They reach the stage of talk therapy where they discover that other people (mom and dad!) can be blamed for their problems and never progress farther to the “…and here’s how we move past that to personal responsibility” stage.

Major side eye to her dad for fucking feeding this whale desserts a la mode though. What a spineless stooge
 
But I was too fat to eat, and nothing I ate was ever right. The apple was too small to have any significance, and the salad had just a little too much ranch dressing to matter, but I couldn’t openly enjoy the pizza. There was no way I could publicly eat those cookies. So I didn’t eat—at least not in front of others.
Bro wrote that entire essay about "not eating" when he let the cat out of the bag in paragraph 1.
 
There's too much nonsense in that word salad about "The Black Body" to comment on each and every point, but I really think we need to make college much harder to get into. A lot of these folks have the intelligence of a baked potato but think they're the next great Philosopher because they can fill in the right bubbles on a Scantron. These theories are meant to spark introspection and conversation, not be taken 100% literally.

We've had a black president, hip hop has subsumed most of our culture (and is even bleeding into Country music), and I can't go to a department store without being buried in size 3XL booty shorts. Seriously, what more do they want?
 
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