Go For It.

I know how i'm sen in other people's eyes.

Some whisper and probably call me super-sized.

I'm sorry that I love McDonald's fries and, sure, I'll have a peice of that fresh, homeade pie.

Am I annoying you with my size?

I mean, I may be fat, but I'm perfect in my eyes. 

I know I'm flawless.

Say what you want. 

I know I'm flawless.

Go on and taunt. 

I'm absolutely flawless.

Who cares what you want?

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