I know I want it, I know it’s bad for me, but I know that I’ll be tossing and turning in bed without it.
Sugar free Ice cream
What it is: Chemical goop that will probably kill you in large quantities
What it tastes like: Heaven. A magical place where your jeans never ever shrink.
- Great for midnight snacking
- Guilt free eating
- Therapy for less than $20
- Emotional healer
- Possibility of dying
I love sugar free ice cream. I don’t care that it’s bad for me. I don’t care that I don’t get a sugar rush from it. I don’t care if you judge me. I LOVE it.
It’s the Edward Cullen to my Bella. The Christian Grey to my Ana Steele. The other hopeless book character to my terrible cliche.
It’s my soul mate.