When people tell me what I can and can not eat. I get it, I'm a big girl. Whatever. I also get that I told you I was going on a diet, which I AM. But if I want to eat a bloody oreo for the first time in a month and have a bologna sandwhich instead of a salad for lunch, I'm going to do it and as a grown woman, I would appreciate you shutting the eff up. If I want to eat myself into being the size of a house, I will. (But I won't. Because I want to look hot in my dress.)
P.S. The oreo was delicious. And was double stuffed.