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021: Cloud Fifty

Author: Tessy
last update publish date: 2026-08-13 23:02:51

SKYLAR

What the flipping duck is this feeling?!

You know all those times you try to cut out sugar, and you’ve gone weeks–months–without a single bite, completely convinced you’re strong and independent? And then the devil walks into the room, holding up a freshly baked, triple-chocolate glazed donut and forcing a bite into your mouth?

That taste? That explosive, brain-melting rush of dopamine?

Yeah. That is exactly what I’m feeling at this moment–except multiplied by a billion.

I am not on
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