Imagine this.

Waking up, checking your phone, realizing it's already almost 11, getting pissed off, and not wanting to get up.  THEN, an idea pops into your head.  Hey!  Why don't you go see what you weigh.  Get off your bed, trudge to the bathroom, set the scale down, and step on.  You've gained about 7 lbs back.


I don't even.


I can't even.


I give up.


I gave in.


Yesterday will never happen again.


It's over.


Completely.

I hope you're all happy.

All of you.

Each and EVERY one of you.

For what you've done to me.