My chocolate hurts

omg stomach, those pieces of chocolate cake werent even that big. neither was the glass of chocolate milk. or the Oreos on top of it. or the glob of frosting you didnt really like but you ate anyway cuz it looked so fluffy and creamy… god, quit being such a pussy.

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