All she ever fucking talks about is calories and trying to be healthy and wanting to do some exercise and oh, today for lunch I only had a apple and a biscuit! and oh, what do you eat for breakfast? Ahhhh, some people eat, like, way more than I thought, and some people eat, like, way less!
I am never more uncomfortable in conversations than I am with her. I hate talking about what I eat when I'm not ready to do it. I hate eating in front of people. And, more than anything, I fucking hate when she's around.
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