I don't understand how fat people feel no shame for their appearance. My sofa bison relative posts her pictures on Facebook all the time. Occasionally, it's not the fat girl angle selfies - often it's a picture of her standing with a friend that someone took of them. And yet she smiles in every one of them like she doesn't know how repulsive her beetus wings are. Like she is unaware of her deformity. I think about how much thought I put into my appearance  - my teeth, my hair, and my entire physical appearance - I strive for perfection in every aspect of my life but they don't seem to even care how atrocious their fat bodies are to look at. So many of them act like it isn't a problem. If I was fat, which would only happen if someone kidnapped me and force fed me, I would look depressed in all of my pictures and I would starve myself and not leave the house until I was a healthy size again. I could not be seen like that. That's my thoughts on butterhuffers today. I don't understand how they feel no shame for their appearances because they are walking examples of their failures and lack of self-control. Nor do I understand how they can take pictures knowing everyone will forever remember them as useless lard buckets.