i went to mcdonalds yesterday and got all nostalgic because i hadnt been in awhile. i remembered from when i was 8 and i would eat that glued mess with those distinctive porous, smooth-surface buns. i enjoyed those burgers... i could never get tired of them, even if i did eat healthy. that whole "it doesnt taste good once you take care of yourself" is one of the more smug, idiotic things to declare just to show how wondefully enlightened you are. it makes me sad. because fast food tastes fucking awesome.
i then spent the rest of the night periodically taking bathroom trips as my body tried to dispose of it as quick as possible
damn.
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