Those last moments before the deepest of sleep are the best. They're the climax at which we all become vulnerable to our subconscious, as it toys with the synapse of each extremity.Calories and mistakes. Aren't they one in the same? Counting each, cutting back, and getting angry as the tally increases. I'll trade fat free for trouble free any day. If good intentions were metabolism, I'd be the modern day Adonis who was able to swallow all of our regrets. BingeOnLove PurgeRegret
I've given up on winter. No wonderland in sight. Charging batteries and scrubbing docks. Ready to jump back into my pigment and later sunsets in the PM.
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