February 18, 2013

Battles

You know the D-day is approaching when your boyfriend/fiance/future-husband wakes you up at 5:50 AM and says "Baby, let's go. We have to go run.'

I did. And played 'Fuck You' on repeat.

Sometimes I think that 50 years down the line when I look back on my life - all I will see are battles with the cellulite/fat/etc.

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