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Every girl has cravings... My craving goes by the name of Häagen-Dazs and Ben & Jerrys...
I absolut love ice cream. Ice cream can heal all my troubles.
Had a bad day at work? Grab a pot of cookies & cream and scoop it out in front of the TV. Your boyfriend left you for no definable reason? Grab an extra large pot of Caramel Split Häagen Dazs and there you go, your heart feels so much better. Like the caramel has glued back the pieces of your hearth right away.
When a girl stands in front of a full-body mirror, we look at the little fat on our belly and the not-so-smooth skin on our hips and we tell ourselves, "I will go to the gym tomorrow and sign up for all the possible classes I can attend" and "I will eat healthy now, no more fat and greasy dinners, no more chocolate, candy and ice cream..."
And then comes the first setback... and what do we do... we look for that last pot of ice cream hidden all the way in the back of the fridge. The one pot we hid there, pretending we forgot all about it... But we all know we kept it there, just in case we would be watching a movie, wanting to have this spoon of nice, ice cold, pot of hell.
And now, I am going to eat some ice cream, and pretend the only reason I am doing it, is because my throat hurts and it's the only thing that smooths it out...
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