I’ve realized that lately whenever i think of junk food i wanna puke a little. Saw a picture of pizza i used to love a couple of minutes ago and i didn’t feel the least bit hungry. I eat, but my love for eating has reduced. What’s weird is that I’m a bit fat. Lol. “Fat” not like the ordinary fat girl but that type of “fat” whereby when a fat girl hears me, she’s bound to get really irritated. But on the real though, I’m a bit on the heavier side.
Btw, I’m quite convinced that i’m gonna stop eating meat in the next 2-3 years. I understand when someone says that they’ve stopped eating meat. Now, i get it, to a certain extent. You see what happens is that you actually stop thinking that meat tastes as awesome. Obviously if something doesn’t taste that good, you stop having it. Makes sense?
Ugh, i should go sleep.