You don't have a genetic defect. One slice of pizza is not going to kill you or ruin your diet. You need to be able to forgive yourself and move on and do your best tomorrow. You can do this, I have faith!
Once upon a time,everypoisonroseFebruary 17 2007, 15:44:31 UTC
I was friends with this bitch girl who would shovel brownie sundays into her mouth while waiting for her cheese fries to finish. She would season all her food with the salt of her tears, crying because she doesn't know why she's fat. Finally, I got sick of it and put her on a leash and began to walk her. For a while she just peed on my shoes, but a few weeks into it she was healthier and decided to try an actual diet plan. The whole point-counting system didn't work because, as a heathen, she couldn't count and thought 16 brownie sundays = 16 points. So I took her to the bookstore and read her a bunch of titles. She licked the yellow one, which was a South Beach cookbook. I gave her a cookie, paid the man, and her boyfriend (who is a gentleman and a scholar) cooks her breakfast, lunch, and dinner
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