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Pound for pound 
12th-Aug-2016 11:13 am

Yesterday scales said "you're a fucking failure... How do you sleep at night?"

Today scales said "wow! 8 pounds? Bravo... Patience is a virtue"

I'm thinking *wtf was i balled up in the fetal position crying like a little bitch for, when today I'm happy as a clam in butter garlic sauce?*

I must have lost alot of water weight in tears.

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