Denial
- Me: What is wrong with this scale???I think it’s broken.!
- The voice in my head: It’s not broken. You’re just a fatass.
- Me: OMG, no I am not! I’ve been eating nothing but green beans and broccoli!
- The voice in my head: You’re such a liar. What about that bag of Starbursts, the muffins and that gynormous chocolate bar.”
- Me: Whatever. I’m telling you this scale is broken. There is no way I could possibly weigh this much.
- The voice in my head: Uh, yeah you do kiddo.
- Me: Awww fuck. Seriously???
December 29th at 6:49 pm | Uncategorized
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Comment from Maxie
Date: December 29th, 10:05 pm
Ugh, I know the feeling. I refuse to get on my stupid scale until I start working out again. I don’t even want to know what happened over the holidays- lol.





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