Self:
A single breakfast sandwich will not determine whether or not the tight new dress you bought for Vegas makes you look like a pregnant woman.
So stop fucking crying about it. It's eaten, it's done.
You whiny little baby.
Love,
Self
P.S. You're really hot. Don't forget that.
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