Gotta admit I wasn’t expecting that the second half of my shit would have been so hurtful…

It’s kinda like my body has said, ‘Well since we feel great today, we shall discharge the whole backlogs!’

Still creamy, yet punchy!

After seven years spent in insomnia, I went to the doctor to talk about it. He prescribed me a bunch of examinations and some Lexotan drop before going to sleep.

I think it’s too early to discuss about their benefits, BUT I can at least say for sure, the shit I am producing appears as healthy as those I make when I feel fine. Is it a signal?

Creamy crap makes me clap clap!

Finally my morning shit I was looking forward to!

It was pretty disappointing though 🙁

I felt like I could expel tons of crap, and yet it came out all at once, it lasted too short 😩

…And it collapsed my anus OUCH! It was thicker then a golf ball!

I am pretty much looking forward to my morning shit of tomorrow. It’s not I physically need it or anything. It is more like I miss that so unique private moment, just for me and my thought.

The truth is I also miss my shit smell more than anything else 🥺

Today I took just few shit. It is really not much, but I believe it’s enough to let me spend a normal day. I certainly hope so.

It’s made of a few tirds, very little, quite soft.

Cute.

Me home. Me Shit.

Very much looking forward to having a shit

I feel like I could explode.

I’ve got no time for my morning shit, and I haven’t got home yet

My 2nd birthday has been shit, with no shit. Slept really bad, my insomnia is breaking any record.

Tonight same thing, had no proper sleep. Obviously I was late for work and couldn’t had any shit at all. Now I feel drowsy, nauseated, and full of crap inside me.

Head start for my week. Sure thing! I wonder what shall I expect next…

Happy second birthday to me!

Let’s celebrate it with CONSTIPATION.

After a nearly 10-hour slumber, I can now proudly sit on my toilet, dropping the bomb lucidly, enjoying every single protrusion coming out of my arsehole.

PAINFULLYYYYYY!

It’s almost Halloween and all the marketing surrounding me is kind of suggesting me to celebrate it.

Perhaps I could carve a pumpkin, fill it with my own shit, and then set fire to it.

Not that scary uh? What if I produced many of them and throw one at any trick-or-treater who knocks my door?

I’ve just remembered my dream. I was at my office’s toilet, shat all over it. My boss from outside was yelling. ‘Not the right moment! Hurry up!’

I was struggling. The flush had just broke, my creamy shit was all over the poopbrush, and the toilet has no window.

I woke up

I woke up quite too early, five o’clock, the alarm was set for six. I spent the spare hour sitting on my toilet, just to incentivise my arse to produce what remains of that curry I had yesterday.

Yesterday I decided to change my website’s skin after two years. Feels like an awesome change.

Can’t say the same for my bottom. It’s seven o’clock and it doesn’t seem to care about taking a shit 🙁

All right, now a new complication begins., the more I keep shitting, the more I feel pain inside me.

Right! Exactly the boon my morning is supposed to begin with!

Feels soooo great being late at work just because my body is so troubled!