I consumed an entire box of Pinwheel cookies tonight. Really, it was only half the box.
6 cookies. 120 calories each.
Pure chocolate marshmellow cookies.
I did share. My brother ate one and my husband ate 2. I was not selfish.
As each bit of chocolate slid down my throat,
Combined with marshmellow and a thin, cookie crust,
I waited for the happiness. The sense of fullfillment. Feelings of satisfaction.
Instead, nausea, a bloated stomach, and a headache joined the marshmellowy goodness and decomposing chocolate
A sense of why?
A feeling of disgust.
The first two cookies tasted good.
Why didn't I stop?
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