Yet I'm doing it. Oh look, I'm still alive.
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I'm eating my third slice of chocolate cake, tonight. I don't know what's wrong with my tonight. Particularly tonight. I feel good when I eat. Shit, that can only mean one thing: I'M EATING MY FEELINGS, FOR PETE'S SAKE.
I'm doing it again. Maybe I should stop, this isn't cool in the slightest bit. I think I do it because I never gain weight. Thank you, exercise.
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