i just unleashed a phantom of Beelzebub himself on the loo it was painful but yet satisfying as the succubus itself left my anal passage. it was the consistency of soft serve ice-cream but wouldn't stop flowing no matter how hard i tried,the flow still haunts me an hour later,i hath clogged the toilet but alas if it desires to drown it shall,i shan't be bested by my own faecal matter no matter what form it takes i give the experience a 7 out of 10 as it was quite rememberable but it failed to draw blood.
I only learned that pooping is important when I had given birth to a child and got constipated even more than I was prior... the pain? Imagine you feel the need to poop, you sit on the toilet, no matter what you do, how long you stay there, how bad you struggle, nothing comes out. A continuous discomfort that nothing can relieve. Only gas and mucus come out...
Moral: eat your fibres, drink your liquids and don't be afraid of drinking oil, and other bowel softeners or laxatives depending on your needs. Mine is bowel softeners cause laxatives just tell your body you need to go and if you don't need to go, it is not a good experience. Bowel softeners just soften things up and helps things go faster
10:25
2nd pregnancy was constipated bad twice. Not as bad as that first one though
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it's like those tumblr posts with raw ass lines like "you kneel before my throne unaware that it is born of lies" and then the post is about some mundane ass shit
for i desperately need to go, but have to attend an appointment at quarter past the hour! and if I do not go now, I would have to hold it in a full 60 minutes!
10:50
wish me luck, everyone
10:52
egads! the bathroom is occupied!
10:52
I pray it is only a number 1....
10:52
otherwise this could kill my run!
10:53
oh thank the heavens it was indeed only a numero uno
10:54
I have 20 minutes to finish the hand washing segment of my run
I regularly eat the hottest things on the menu (usually that's a mild to medium spice level bc we dont go to restaurants based on foreign cuisine that often) and my shits are always wonderfully pleasant
I regularly eat the hottest things on the menu (usually that's a mild to medium spice level bc we dont go to restaurants based on foreign cuisine that often) and my shits are always wonderfully pleasant
Nah she can dislike spice or have her own palate I'm not trying to say she cant
I'm just beagging that despite the fact I'm white as fuck I'm really good with spicy food in and out