Oh G! I don't want to have those kinds of thoughts. I massaged the bridge of my nose and hissed. I slightly knocked my head on the wall.
Cakes.
Ice creams.
Pizzas.
Strawberries.
Chocolates.
I kept on repeating and picturing the foods I love inside my head while running to school.
I don't want to entertain those thoughts.
Coffee.
Salad.
Pasta.
I stopped running and he
