Thursday, 5 December 2019 | 08:05 AM
Every single time I eat pizza for dinner I go through a painful aftermath. Why does it have to be like this?
Why does my colon wake myself up reminding me its suffering? How come life hurts this much? It is just a pizza!
I get breakfast. Then I am doomed to an outrush of bad feelings coming out of my arse.
Icing on the cake was the powerful headache I have since I woke up. Was it necessary though? Come on!
the Shy Tird 