sometimes in life, you experience really great things.
and those things are like eating an amazing piece of pie.
but at the time you don't think about the fact
that the pie might not be good for you
and it might cause you to gain ten pounds.
so when the pie is over,
you're dealing with the ten pounds
and it takes forever to get rid of it.
but at the same time,
you're looking back at the pie.
and in your mind,
that pie was still really great.
you don't necessarily regret eating the pie,
but you sure do hate the ten pounds.
i'm dealing with the ten pounds
[literally and figuratively]
and i loved the pie, it was absolutely wonderful.
but i hate the ten pounds.
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This is exactly how I feel about my mom's banana pudding that we ate way too much of at a family reunion yesterday...
Have you found a job? Blessings.
youre deep.
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