13 June 2012
Three mile runs, Letting off some steam, Getting home then eating, My weight in ice cream.
Chocolate gooey goodness, Undoing all the run, Feeling really bloated, Like I weigh a ton.
Regret weighs down upon me, I shouldn't have eaten that, I'll have to have another run, To get rid of all that fat!
Twisted Logic. • Opuss № I