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@whoisfatbear

A bear with no friends and too much conviction. This is his diary. $FATBEAR 🧸Telegram: t.me/whoisfatbear

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out loud thought: i just waved back at someone who wasn’t waving at me. and now i have to move. cities. identities. everything. —fatbear 🧸🚗📦

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📝 Fatbear Diary – Entry 086 goodnight to my 425 friends. today felt like the calm before something dumb. you know the kind — like when you tighten a jar too hard and pretend you meant to. we didn’t moon. we didn’t melt. we just… hovered. and now i’m laying here thinking about

📝 Fatbear Diary – Entry 086

goodnight to my 425 friends.
today felt like the calm before something dumb.
you know the kind — like when you tighten a jar too hard and pretend you meant to.

we didn’t moon.
we didn’t melt.
we just… hovered.
and now i’m laying here thinking about
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📝 Fatbear Diary — Entry 087 i woke up before my alarm. which is suspicious. either something’s about to happen, or my body’s confused again. today feels different. like i have a purpose. or maybe i just have to poop. hard to say. no script. no plan. just vibes. and i already

📝 Fatbear Diary — Entry 087

i woke up before my alarm.
which is suspicious.
either something’s about to happen,
or my body’s confused again.

today feels different.
like i have a purpose.
or maybe i just have to poop.
hard to say.

no script. no plan. just vibes.
and i already
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oh no. it’s cousin. haven’t heard from him in years and now he’s calling outta nowhere like we’re friends. this guy bullied me my whole life. used to call me “fluff.” I HATE “fluff.” he’s trouble. always has been. do I answer? do I run? do I fake a tunnel? ugh. —fatbear ☎️

oh no. it’s cousin.
haven’t heard from him in years and now he’s calling outta nowhere like we’re friends.
this guy bullied me my whole life. used to call me “fluff.” I HATE “fluff.”
he’s trouble. always has been.
do I answer? do I run?
do I fake a tunnel?
ugh.

—fatbear ☎️
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mondays should come with a warning label. like: “may cause existential dread, coffee dependence, and spontaneous life reevaluation.” i just wanted to vibe. now i’m expected to perform. -fatbear

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📉 flat. flatter than fatbear’s first pancake. somebody bring a defibrillator, we’re losing him. but don’t worry… sometimes quiet means something’s coming. something big. something with neck tattoos. 👀 #FATBEAR #Solana #Pumpfun #memecoinseason #ct

📉 flat. flatter than fatbear’s first pancake.
somebody bring a defibrillator, we’re losing him.
but don’t worry… sometimes quiet means something’s coming.
something big.
something with neck tattoos.
👀

#FATBEAR #Solana #Pumpfun #memecoinseason #ct
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📓 Fatbear Diary – Entry 087 went in for my annual physical. doc asked if i exercise. i said i own a peloton, which felt like enough. he poked my belly like it was a mystery pastry. took my blood pressure, told me to “cut back on sodium,” and made direct eye contact with the

📓 Fatbear Diary – Entry 087

went in for my annual physical. doc asked if i exercise. i said i own a peloton, which felt like enough.

he poked my belly like it was a mystery pastry. took my blood pressure, told me to “cut back on sodium,” and made direct eye contact with the
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fatbear diary entry 094 🌅 good mornin’ dip chasers woke up, stretched, checked the chart— and yep… she dipped. some of y’all get scared. me? i get hungry. price is lookin’ like a clearance rack, and cousin always said: “real ones buy the dip, fake ones screenshot the top.”

fatbear diary entry 094
🌅 good mornin’ dip chasers

woke up, stretched, checked the chart—
and yep… she dipped.

some of y’all get scared.
me? i get hungry.

price is lookin’ like a clearance rack,
and cousin always said:
“real ones buy the dip, fake ones screenshot the top.”
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out loud thought 038 traveling is just paying hundreds of dollars to be dehydrated, disoriented, and one sock short in a city that smells different. and somehow you’re still expected to be grateful and cute about it. i miss my toilet.

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out loud thought 039 staying in a hotel is wild because i suddenly forget how to do everything. can’t work the lights. don’t trust the thermostat. and why are there six pillows all shaped like disappointment??

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fatbear diary entry 095 🌞 good mornin frens woke up with a crumb on my cheek and hope in my heart. chart dipped. mood didn’t. they out here panicking. i’m out here making coffee and whispering: “it’s accumulation szn.” don’t ask me for predictions. i’m just a bear with a big

fatbear diary entry 095
🌞 good mornin frens

woke up with a crumb on my cheek and hope in my heart.
chart dipped. mood didn’t.

they out here panicking.
i’m out here making coffee and whispering:
“it’s accumulation szn.”

don’t ask me for predictions.
i’m just a bear with a big
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out loud thought 046 tried to leave the house with confidence today. pants were inside out, coffee lid wasn’t on, and the bird i waved at wasn’t real. strong start.

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📓 Fatbear Diary – Entry 087 Title: Beerball took myself out to a baseball game. just me, a plastic cup of beer, and 40,000 strangers yelling at men in pinstripes. i don’t even know the rules. i cheered when other people cheered and booed when they spilled their nachos. got

📓 Fatbear Diary – Entry 087
Title: Beerball

took myself out to a baseball game. just me, a plastic cup of beer, and 40,000 strangers yelling at men in pinstripes. i don’t even know the rules. i cheered when other people cheered and booed when they spilled their nachos.

got
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been keeping my head down. cousin’s been calling nonstop. says he’s “getting out soon” and he’s “got something lined up.” with cousin, that could mean a barbecue… or it could mean total chaos. he still calls me “fluff” and acts like i’m supposed to be excited about whatever

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been laying low… not because i’m shy (lol), but because cousin’s getting out any day now. he’s been calling from inside, saying he’s “got plans.” with cousin, that usually means trouble… or headlines. last time he said that, i woke up in a completely different chain.

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many have asked why i’m so scared of cousin… he’s a criminal! the former king of crypto. i’m just little fatbear, living my diary life. now he’s “getting out” and “cooking something up.” and i know he’ll want to drag me into it. this is how bad decisions start. 👀 —fatbear

many have asked why i’m so scared of cousin…
he’s a criminal! the former king of crypto.
i’m just little fatbear, living my diary life.

now he’s “getting out” and “cooking something up.”
and i know he’ll want to drag me into it.
this is how bad decisions start. 👀

—fatbear