The fourth one of the day, I guess 🙃

Another piece of shit

Curry for lunch and now, a good sounding splash.

Gross

With tiramisu as second breakfast, I needed a great shit, which I did. And now I am satisfied. 🥰

Pretty uncommon for me, six-hour sleep uninterrupted, then woke up floating mid-air, farts transmuted me into a baloon. I levitated towards the bathroom, had a proper shit. I can walk again now.

Another sticky little stinky sink down the hole

Finally comes newly-minced hamburgers. It’s shit now!

It’s six in the morning and I would much rather be asleep. But yesterday I had hamburgers for dinner and this clearly means I have to stay up trying to banish the devil from within my soul.

Ain’t I sick? Some days I just hope to die soon

Not a proper shit yet :/

Face to face. Is it time for a shit? Yes it is

I don’t know, there’s pros and cons of mot having a routine.

These days of quarantine I’m shittin unevenly. My bowels lost their habits

Starting the day with the first stinky crap in weeks,

Or perhaps it was covid’s fault and I couldn’t smell properly?

More likely. It is much more than this morning, and it is yucky and sticky 😋

It’s very disappointing having this amount of shit. I spent the last three days farting and holding stuff inside me, not on purpose clearly. Yet I pooped just a little dried maggot.

Fucking life