Ever notice how when you start a nasty habit you just can't stop. You say I'm in control. I'm gonna have that ice cream in my fridge for that "once in a while" craving. But you cave. It calls your name every night. You reach into your freezer, pull out the scooper and pile a few scoops into your bowl. Then, if that's not bad enough, you reach for the chocolate syrup. Your done. You've lost all control. I must say that after it's all said and done remorse sets in. Because no matter how good it made you feel while you were eating it, it doesn't feel good in the morning when you step on the scale.
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