Fat ass at heart.

Tonight I decided to go to gym. I went for about an hour. I felt good.

When I got home, after my shower though, guess what I did..

I ate!

Ice cream and a half of a slice of pizza. Bahaha.

Best part is, I don't even care.

Here's my logic: I probably would have eaten that anyway, so at least I went to the gym to cancel the junk food out :)

I think I'll always be fat, but I'm okay with that!

Love.