Half Of My Fridge Is Just Leftovers From Eating Out W Family And It's Just Like "hmmmm Which Third Of

half of my fridge is just leftovers from eating out w family and it's just like "hmmmm which third of a meal do I wanna eat today"

Sunday mornings are the best time of the week.

There is no pressure to do anything at all-

and it’s another clean slate for “resetting my body” (aka openly f@sting).

It’s where I find simple joy in my iced lemon water on the patio, soaking up the sun.

My black iced Americano (sweetened to the gods with stevia) will taste sensational, as I actually have time to savor it, instead of the usual semi-chug for energy only.

The opportunity to move slow- with restorative yoga over my typical cardio.

I may not be e@ting, but that doesn’t mean I’m not taking care of my body.

I still love my body,

And, I love you Sunday.

I’m back…

"you should eat more" boooo🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅tomato tomato 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅 boo🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅

guy friend of mine hugged me from behind n pat my stomach AAAAAAAAAAAAA

sooo many of my problems would be solved if my whole body were as sk1nny as my wrists