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I walk into the kitchen store. Snacks, need snacks

I walk into the kitchen store. Snacks, need snacks, mmm. "Make healthy snack choices." I tell myself, "Oh ignore that, ignore that heaven in the transparent box, look around, look around you, there's a pear and an apple, and look around, juice! no, dummy, not that box, not the transparent one, NO! CONTROL!" but somehow I imagine puppy eyes on the box, craving for me, and *sigh* choc-chip cookie. one. just take one. TAKE ONE, I SAID, idiot!" nom nom. "oh heaven's waiting, waiting for you, girl *angelic choir sings 'aaaaah'*" Two huge spoonfuls of bhujiya, straight into my lower facial cavity. i need doses of that. WOW. wow. wow. waaaaaahhhoooo. just one more, I promise, just one. Another one in! *angelic choir sings again* It feels better than standing in a fluffy bathrobe on a hot air vent in freezing winter. Poetry. Love. True Love. Wow. just another one. Wow. *British accent* luhvely. *Higher self wakes up* "WAIT, YOU EMPTIED HALF THE BOX?! YOU CALL IT A SNACK?!!" *Higher self slaps forehead* *sigh* I love you, love. I love you. I'll be back soon, love. *leaves like a long distance lover* okay. I LOVE YOU, BHUJIYA. Official proclamation. #ramona_humour
I walk into the kitchen store. Snacks, need snacks, mmm. "Make healthy snack choices." I tell myself, "Oh ignore that, ignore that heaven in the transparent box, look around, look around you, there's a pear and an apple, and look around, juice! no, dummy, not that box, not the transparent one, NO! CONTROL!" but somehow I imagine puppy eyes on the box, craving for me, and *sigh* choc-chip cookie. one. just take one. TAKE ONE, I SAID, idiot!" nom nom. "oh heaven's waiting, waiting for you, girl *angelic choir sings 'aaaaah'*" Two huge spoonfuls of bhujiya, straight into my lower facial cavity. i need doses of that. WOW. wow. wow. waaaaaahhhoooo. just one more, I promise, just one. Another one in! *angelic choir sings again* It feels better than standing in a fluffy bathrobe on a hot air vent in freezing winter. Poetry. Love. True Love. Wow. just another one. Wow. *British accent* luhvely. *Higher self wakes up* "WAIT, YOU EMPTIED HALF THE BOX?! YOU CALL IT A SNACK?!!" *Higher self slaps forehead* *sigh* I love you, love. I love you. I'll be back soon, love. *leaves like a long distance lover* okay. I LOVE YOU, BHUJIYA. Official proclamation. #ramona_humour
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