I was also hoping to lose some face-weight because I suffer from something that my family like to refer to as 'Slab face'

So I had been painfully following the diet for 10 days, when me and my friend went to a little art gallery (yeah, we're totally cultured). Afterwards we wondered into the art gallery cafe and she suggested we share a brownie. Now I wasn't gonna make my friend lose out on a brownie just because I was on a crazy diet, I mean, what kind of monster would do that? Its just unheard of cruelty. Literally my only option was to eat half of this brownie. I definitely did not have a choice in the matter. Definitely.
It was a good brownie.
But now that I had already broken my diet, which I hadn't done ALL WEEK (at all, literally not one smidgen of sugar) It was a lost cause for that day. And when I got home, I accidentally found myself literally stuffing sliced white bread into my mouth. I couldn't stop (I think I was possessed)
And that readers, is how my diet ended. Me, feeling quite sick and accepting that I will probably never have the figure of a model.
I always do the same thing. I'm on diet but... that's a cake with Nutella? Ok, I'm not on diet anymore
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Haha exactly. We should definitely just give up on diets forever, it's just plain cruelty to deny oneself cake with nutella...
DeleteI love your blog!! You have a great sense of humor and it's awesome how you have your own signature style with all the illustrations!
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