I am getting sick of feeling guilty anytime I eat anything.
Last night Nate had a glass of chocolate milk and I seriously wanted nothing more than my own glass. But no, I couldn't bring myself to ask him for one. We had Popeyes, too. I ate two pieces of chicken, a thing of mashed potatoes w/ gravy and a biscuit. I thought about it, and how good it
(
Read more... )