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clevermanka) wrote2006-03-15 01:01 pm
clevermanka) wrote2006-03-15 01:01 pm
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Vicious cycle
I'm blue. I'm restless. I'm lonely. Since I can't do what I really want (hole up somewhere with someone special for a couple weeks of uninterrupted sloth and affection), I'm craving less healthy indulgences.
Bags of Doritos. Piles of cookies. Plates of nachos. Bowls of ice cream. Pots of strong coffee with loads of real cream and sugar. Pitchers of sangria.
I know if I succumb to a binge, I'll feel even worse (upset stomach, food coma, knowledge of having done Incredibly Stupid Thing). End result: Even more blue, restless, and lonely. With a bit of self-loathing to boot.
How tiresome.
I'm really sick of myself being so whiney and shit. Get a grip, woman. Christ.
Bags of Doritos. Piles of cookies. Plates of nachos. Bowls of ice cream. Pots of strong coffee with loads of real cream and sugar. Pitchers of sangria.
I know if I succumb to a binge, I'll feel even worse (upset stomach, food coma, knowledge of having done Incredibly Stupid Thing). End result: Even more blue, restless, and lonely. With a bit of self-loathing to boot.
How tiresome.
I'm really sick of myself being so whiney and shit. Get a grip, woman. Christ.