By the time I'm 40, I intend to be the fattest woman in New York State. At least that's a goal I can actually ATTAIN.
I have honestly managed to eat two whole cartons of ice cream this weekend. How fucking sick and sad is that? And yes, that IS in addition to everything I normally eat. I realize being on my period is sort of an excuse, but the scale is totally unforgiving. I find that when I cut myself too much slack on my period, I end up paying for it afterward. I guess you could say I never totally get rid of that period bloat. :(
Bitch bitch, whine whine. I really should get off my ass and join a gym instead of whining and crying about my lack of willpower, but whining and crying is just so much easier and there's so much less sweating involved.
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