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I am counting my calories, yet I really want dessert.
“What is the best way to get what you want?” she asked. He looked down at the ground knowing that she wouldn’t like his answer. He hesitated, knowing that the truth would only hurt. How was he going to tell her that the best way for him to get what he wanted was to leave her?
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He would only survive if he kept the fire going and he could hear thunder in the distance.
Flesh-colored yoga pants were far worse than even he feared.
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