The Confessions of a Bitchy Sugar Babe

I keep checking myself out in the mirror every chance I get. Last night I spent hours dancing in front of it, admiring my own reflection and the body I’ve worked so hard to create. I’ve whittled the fat down, enhanced the muscle, and I’m still at it. I’m still curvy, I’m still “womanly” as annoying profiles would state as I skim through them with a preemptive eye roll. Diets and exercise are some seriously hard work but I am one happy girl.

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These are either a sexy treat or I’m ravenously hungry and imagining them to be….

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