Wow. Nandos, weird aggressive excitement over mince pies and festive bakewells and chocolate tarts, then endless ramblings about the bloody advent calendar of nightmares dreams. What a loser she really really is. Get a life Babs. See friends, volunteer for a charity, buy groceries for a food bank collection, sort out some old clothes for charity, walk the dog, join a gym, cook a meal from scratch, buy some gifts for underprivileged children. Do something, anything, that doesn’t revolve around you, the “treats” you’re eating and your endless need for tat.
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