... or sugar as they say North of the Mason Dixon Line.
After despairing for years over my creeping (up) weight I've decided to say good bye to one of my favorite friends.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
I hope that I can direct some of the hours lost to whipping up kitchen counter heroin to reading, writing, and just getting a high out of life instead.
Sugar, you've been a bad friend to me and now we're parting ways.
But wait, what is that tune I keep humming?
"I want candy!"
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