lets just be clear, if you spend the time baking a cake/cookies/brownies, you can eat as many of them as you want and the calories don’t count. you made those calories. you’re their god.
disclaimer: this does not apply to children you have made
dont you hate when you accidentally tie one shoe tighter than the other and you have to redo your entire life?
Just so we’re clear, I’m fatter in person
i feel kinda stupid for freaking out about stretch marks on my belly when my arms are full of scars that will never go away.. and it’s not like I’m ever gonna wear a bikini anyways
I’m pretty sure I’m gonna end up crying on my wedding day because I’m the ugliest person there