Let me ask you a question, in all the years you’ve ever undressed in front of a gentlemen, has he ever asked you to leave? Has he ever walked out—left? No.Because he doesn’t care. He’s in a room with a naked girl, he’s won the lottery. I’m so tired of saying no and waking up in the morning and recalling every single thing I ate the day before; counting every calorie I consume so I know how much self-loathing I need to take into the shower. I’m going for it. I’ve got no interest in being obese. I’m just through with the guilt. So this is what I’m going to do, I am going to finish this pizza, and then we’re going to go and watch the soccer game, and tomorrow we’re going on a little date and buy ourselves bigger jeans. Eat Pray Love
