everything seems to be about the number on the scale. how much weight i am. how heavy. i never quite understood those people that pushed for so much room, who just make so much room for themselves and complain when they don't get it. i crawl into a little ball and try to take up the least amount of space possible. try to plop myself into a corner of space, an inch, and hope nobody gets annoyed with my presence. but some just think they deserve space for being alive. you do not deserve space. your over-sized body is not the equivalent of respect. i scorn on your extra room you feel you deserve. stop asking, and try to answer.