Trail mix: you ruin my life. Not ice cream, not soft drinks, not fast food...it's YOU. Why must you completely derail my diet? Get me around a sack of your glorious little morsels and I have the self-restraint of a wolf in a sheep pen. I admit that I have a problem; just like a true addict, I have no business to be within a 50 mile radius of any ration of you.
How can something so wrong feel this right?
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