Tortured

I am so angry I stuffed two slices of cheesecake and a glass of ice blended green tea into my stomach.

I don't feel good now.

It was indeed pleasurable when you look at those two slices of cheesecake, and you thought that you could fully satisfy your desire for sugary stuff.

But the pleasure only lasted for the moment you stuffed the cake into your mouth.

It ended once the plate gone clean.

I feel bloated now.

And I can feel my double chin again.

Torturing myself with the other's fault is a big nono. No more next time please.