Like a monkey on my back
I declare to the Internet that I am fighting a powerful internal demon: my insatiable and insane craving for chocolate.
Totally cliche that the fat girl loves chocolate, but this fat girl does indeed love chocolate. Always have, always will.
And my craving is so intense that I had to send my husband to pick up prescriptions for me at the store yesterday because I did not trust myself to be near chocolate.
I would have come home with an entire cake and eaten every fucking bite.
Everyone has their Kryptonite, and rich, creamy, delicious chocolate is mine.
