I fell off the diet wagon hard yesterday... My boyfriend is gone sailing, and less than twelve hours after his departure I cave and buy a huuuuuge bag of chips, and eat almost the entire thing over the course of the afternoon. PMS finally reared its ugly head, in a really violent way.
Well, I feel good and sick to my stomach now, as well as having rubbed the roof of my mouth raw from the salt, and suffering from an insane case of cramps. The very thought of the word "junk food" turns my stomach. That'll show me to fall off the wagon. After I start eating again, it will be healthier food. Ow.
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